To all those who dared us to eat haggis, who tried to invoke the fear of grey animal matter with oats….phooey to you all. Haggis rocks. Beef, lamb, with gravy, without, with mash tatters and turnip, with oatcakes,….you name it’s serious yummy!! Think meat pie without the pastry, or sausage without the casing but a whole lot tastier
Other Scottish delights. The people are chill, as is the weather though Trish and I like to think we brought joy and out of season sunshine to Edinburgh. The locals dont’ have the frenetic pace of Londoners, even with hordes of tourists along Edinburgh’s Royal Mile and in the central highlands. History is alive, the architecture has held up remarkably, from the imposing Edinburgh Castle, to the awe inspiring stained glass and stonework of St Giles Cathedral, to the surround sound Georgian, Victorian architecture, to the mish mash influences of Roman, Celt, Picts, Norse, Viking, French, Catholic, Protestant, Calvinism, and more, even the hated English.
To all those with Scottish backgrounds—shame on you that a skinny man with Chinese roots and a Yorkshire pudding English lass beat you here—-ha ha ha!!!
Special thanks to our wonderful hosts Alette and Mike and their doooog, Japhur—who opened their home, played tour and beer guides, and showed what hospitality is all about. And to Deanna, for a great day at Stirling, the Highlands, and Glasgow.
An indelible image of Scotland and its striking beauty are etched into our minds.
