The Royal Border Bridge at
Berwick-upon-Tweed welcomes the traveler to
Scotland. This town is the northernmost English
town. The bridge, not a recent notion, was
constructed in 1611.
The boys get a first-hand look at the old buildings
and stout stone walls. This may not be as easy as
first thought.
As the gloaming deepens, the eternal question of
the traveler arises....where will we sleep?
Unable to get a rise out of anyone at this
impressive residence, Esther suggests that we
look elsewhere for lodging.
Upon closer inspection we learn that the
impressive residence is in fact Holyroodhouse, the
Queen's personal residence in Scotland.
Mr. Bhoyrub, proprietor of an exquisite bed and
breakfast was much more accommodating than
the Queen's staff.
The next morning we set off to attack the principal
fortification in Edinburgh known as Edinburgh
Castle. But first a pause for provisions (NOT).
Our guide to the Castle had no doubt in her mind
about who were the good guys in the recent
unpleasantness with the English. In point of fact,
the English never conquered Scotland finally
resorting to merger through making Charles the
VI of Scotland, King Charles the First of
England. If you can't beat em....
