Was sad saying goodbye to D & B - they all made me feel so much a part of their family and friends that it was like saying goodbye to a sister and brother. I may never see them again in person, but they'll always be in my heart.
Next day, I spent hours wandering the backstreets and alleys, but a few things really stick out for me. One was wandering into York Minster and as it was Easter Friday, there was a service going on - with the most amazing choir singing. Such a beautiful structure, and I had no idea an entire major section of it had been totally destroyed by fire and re-built so relatively recently.
The other highlight was the Jorvik 'experience' exhibit - although very geared to the tourist, it's remarkably well done and I now have a whole lot better idea of the passage of history and conquest that is Britain.
Stayed in a lovely old building turned into a hotel - tiny room way up in the roof - but hey, what do you expect for bargain basement prices (for York anyway). Was clean and all fairly new though, so not complaining. Need the exercise getting up and down all the stairs to get the weight off from the huge servings of food you get.
Yesterday I set off from York to Edinburgh again by train and again have a tiny room in the roof - with delightful old furniture, a bus across the road and a friend to meet up with in the city.
Once again I have a "virtual" friend to catch up with, and again, we seemed to know each other on sight. Spent a delightful few hours wandering up the roads and down the roads (all cobbled) in the old part of Edinburgh. Determined that tomorrow I'd explore all this in far more detail, but it was great getting a bit of a potted guided tour to start with.
Tempest was spending today (Easter Sunday) doing the family thing with painted eggs and a hill down which to roll them. Must be a Scots thing to do, and again saying a farewell at the taxi was like leaving a long-known friend. Something that seems to be common when I've known people in a virtual world for so long. In Tempest's case, for a couple of years.
Had very tired feed by the time I wandered back down the Royal Mile and headed into an old pub for a dark ale. Then back onto another bus (love the hop-on hop-off buses) back to the end of the run and found a taxi back to the hotel.
I've decided to stay here another night, so will go back to check more out tomorrow. Couldn't be bothered trying to sort out the Skye trip last night to be honest - tired and the internet access was dodgy. Luckily, I can stay as the room is again available - bonus - they're full otherwise. Traveling alone can have it's benefits at times - though it's a bit lonely sitting in pubs on my own - would love to talk to someone about what I've done.
More later - this is a bit epic.
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