Category: Travel: Scotland

Cairngorms National park

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This weekend, whilst one of my school friends is visiting, we decided to take a trip northwards to Cairngorms National Park. To say it was beautiful is a severe understatement. A dream to set foot in the Scottish Highlands was realized, and my heart soars.

We spent Saturday hiking all around Braemar, the village we stayed in. There were excellent walking paths all around the hills and valleys. While we did not trek all of them, the ones we were fortunate enough to find offered stunning views of the surrounding woodlands and hills. I think my favorite part, though, was when we reached a particular valley at the end of our path. The world was completely still as we kept company with some old, wispy trees. Never before have I heard silence such as this, but it was the most harmonious and peaceful I have ever felt.

On Sunday, we went for an extended pony trek in the village of Aboyne. As an avid horsewoman, traversing the Scottish wilderness on horseback allowed me to realize a long-held dream. I miss my horses so much, so the chance to get back in the saddle is beyond words.

Originally written 24 February 2013

A Winter Wander Part III: Edinburgh

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My journey concluded with a stop to the Christmas Market in Edinburgh. Though I have visited the city before, it was nice to return and see if I remember all of my favorite places. The market also added a festive atmosphere that made me all the more excited to return home.

My top priority was the oft-discussed food of the Christmas market. I kicked off my treats with a cinnamon-sugar crepe, which tasted festive in and of itself. It reminded me of the cinnamon-sugar toast my mother used to make me as a child, which offered me comfort in my anticipation to return home. My second ambition was to try mead. It was even served in a finely crafted, artisanal mug to keep. Feeling rather Viking-like with mead and handmade mugs pleased me.

I also had the chance to visit the Scottish National Gallery, an art museum in the heart of the city. My family and I ran out of time during our visit, thus, we could not see it. This time, though, I was determined to tour its halls and experience my first true glimpse into fine art. The marble statues were a particular favorite, as they looked as if they would come alive right before my eyes. No photos were allowed in the gallery, yet I stealthily swiped this shot of the stairwell, in which dozens of marble busts adorned the walls. Imposing, yet intriguing.

Originally written 19 December 2012