Posts Tagged ‘Scotland’
After two weeks in London before returning to my beloved Buenos Aires, the plan was to go to Edinburgh for the Fringe festival Free where my boyfriend was going to be performing with the sketch group that was formed with a pair of friends, so there went, a week before everything starts to prepare for everything and I tour the city before the turn.
We took the train to Victoria Station in Scotland and after a couple of hours we arrived. British trains are expensive but really worth their price, because it travels very comfortable with clean bathrooms, tables for some snack on the way and place to plug in the compu just to see a movie.
The alkyl department along with the rest of the troupe, which fortunately came a week later, was in the newer part of town. Both inside and out was fairly new, like everyone on the block, contrasting well with what was the town across the bridge.
We left our things and went downtown looking for lunch. Near where we had one with a giraffe Shopping metal at its entrance.
Now the other side of the bridge, I could appreciate the beauty of this city declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO, its Gothic buildings make you feel like you’re back in time.
On the main street, the pedestrian street had some artists rehearsing their acrobatics, to which I started taking pictures and my boyfriend told me it was nothing to wait for the start of the festival and would not be able to walk around , and he was right.
A little later we passed the statue of Adam Smith, the father of the economy in various parts of the city there are several statues of the most famous in history.
That afternoon my boyfriend introduced me to the city, and it was not his first festival, and showing a bit by passing all the places on my own later could see better.
Perhaps some of the least promoted tourist destinations, but Scotland has retained the mystique of its Nordic roots almost intact over time. And in today’s globalises world that is something. Its deep-rooted traditions in the history of the clans led me to it to deepen my knowledge of their culture.
The famous novel by Jules Verne “The Black Indies” was set on the stages of coal mining in this corner of the world, describing not only the vast mining doomed to extraction of valuable coal that furled the British industrial revolution, but also explained very clearly the popular manners of the Scottish people. After my visit to some mines and small countryside tour had the desire to know the shape of his life in the small islands that are part of this culture.
So I came to the Isle of Harris, Rodel, a small countryside near the port where the Church of San Clemente, a former cross-shaped building with rocks forged back in 1500 by the chief of Clan MacLeod. The building had to be rebuilt twice almost entirely, but still retains its original shape and architecture, typical of the era.