I made it to Edinburgh :) and I love being at the Royal Lyceum Theatre! a few days in to the internship and loving it.
I am sitting on the top floor of a 4 floor building, a flat with three bedrooms and a kitchen, very old school european apartment with tall ceilings and crown moulding. Updated bathroom and beautifully neutral everything. There is a tiny ledge on the window in the kitchen making a small bench to sit on. I am sitting here with a cup of peppermint tea overlooking the beautiful neighborhood of Bruntsfield (look it up!) and dreaming about some of the famous inhabitants of the 'hood.... and listening to the wind howl.
They call this neighborhood the writers block or authors square because JK Rowlings had a flat just a few doors down!!!
Everything is cold here except the people and the tea. I don't mean Alaska cold, I mean like damp and windy with no place that has constant heating options. I bought a plug in blanket because our radiator is on a timer. They wear so many more clothes here than I brought, just to stay warm. Time to buy a sweater. What was I thinking sacrificing my hoodie for another pair of slacks and shoes?? I need the hoody. Not so much the slacks.
My walk to the Lyceum about 1 mile each way and I do it every morning, it is great. I walked that way today and went down to Princes street and George street pausing along the way for beautiful sunny (yet still very chilly) pictures of the castle and the palace. There was an old cemetery that was green with algae in the middle of town that was so serene looking, it even harbored a tiny cherry tree with stubborn blossoms clinging to its cold branches, reminding me that there is more than just 17th century stone work here.
From my perch in the kitchen I clearly see Arthurs Seat and look westwardly towards the rest of the country. The sunset is like a fire on the cloud, burning the edges into my memory. The houses and gardens that I look onto from here are old and posh, some still single family 'homes' or mansions with lovely green areas out back, a luxury in this modern historic city. I love it here. It gets dark still too early for my taste but I like so much about it.
Have you been to Scotland in the winter? What was your favorite part? Where did you go?
If you would like to see a photo-stream of almost all my photos from my time here, get a flickr account and look me up jharding8. http://www.flickr.com/
Love and WARMTH