second morning in Edinburgh
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I woke at 10:20am to the sound of ringing. Until then, I had not even realized my room had a phone in, an unusual feature for a hostel. It was the counter staff calling to inform me that I was overdue for check out. Having forgotten my alarm clock at the last hostel, I had overslept by a couple of hours. Hurriedly, I popped out of bed, got myself ready, packed up my things, and promptly vacated.
I toured the excavated AD 1600 cellar of the Marlin’s Wynd in the Tron Kirk (church) and walked the Royal Mile. Pausing for street acts, passing Saint Giles’ Cathedral, visiting Edinburgh Castle (I passed on the ₤8 admission fee for the Military Tattoo production), I drifted through an endless supply of bagpipers, and climbed the Scott Monument.
There were many up-hill climbs in Edinburgh, including that up Calton Hill. I met a nice woman with her husband and elderly mother, who reminded me a strikingly of my great-grandmother Brigham with her short stature, tinted white hair, and the accented tones in her aging voice. The hill was the site of Nelson (a round tower), National (a Parthenon replica), and Dugald Stewart (an observatory) monuments, and overlooks the Palace of Holyrood House, Our Dynamic Earth, the new Scottish Parliament House, and King Arthur’s Seat (the crag formed from a glacier-eroded, volcanic hill).
I had greatly enjoyed my second day in the Scottish capital and at last, had conquered the town, so I felt ready to move on. Before catching the train for the short hop to Stirling, I spent a last half-hour listening to an outstanding percussion band jamming on the Royal Mile.