Thursday, May 30
We were on the last leg of our trip and since the Scottish National Gallery was my only must-see, it was nice to slow down and just wander. We took a couple of bus sightseeing tours and wished we’d done that in other cities. They can be a bit touristy but it’s an affordable way to get a quick overview of a new city – plus, you have to sit down the whole time.
The days are so long this far north in the spring. I woke up at just before 4 AM and looked out to see the sunrise.
We got up a few hours later and took a walk after breakfast. Edinburgh Castle is even more imposing than Stirling.
We listened to a piper near the Scottish National Gallery.
We were pretty museum-ed out but the National Gallery owns a few Gerard Ter Borch paintings so I couldn’t miss seeing them. And I almost never take photos in museums but A Singing Practice features the lovely shimmering satin dresses that I love so much.
As we walked around, the museum staff asked us to carry our bags either at our sides or in front of us. We wondered if they’d had issues with pickpockets. I could see why since it’s easy to get engrossed in such beautiful artwork.
The National Gallery also owns two Van Goghs. Olive Trees was painted while he was in the asylum at Saint-Remy.
and Orchard in Blossom in the year prior.
There are interesting differences in the paintings pre- and mid-asylum: less and more movement and energy, finer and coarser brushstrokes, even thinner and thicker layers of paint. I’m sorry for the pain that led him to Saint-Remy but I think his paintings benefitted from the agitation and turmoil. Orchard seems anemic and lifeless by comparison.
They also had a series of amazing embroidered panels called The Progress of a Soul by Phoebe Anna Traquair. Each panel is about six feet tall and almost three feet wide. From left to right they are, The Entrance, The Stress, Despair, The Victory.
Every inch within the frame is stitching.
We rounded out our morning of culture with a glass of wine and some tasty pasta and at Bella Italia.
The afternoon led us around Edinburgh and through the Peace Garden at St. John’s Episcopal Church. The flowers in bloom added life and color to the sober tombstones.
We had a great time on the rest of our trip and I knew we’d miss things here and there but I do wish we’d timed it differently. We were too early for one of my favorite British comedians, Bill Bailey,
and too late what looks like it would have been an entertaining ballet.
It was interesting to see more mundane bits of the old city in doorways.
We both are looking forward to our next trip to Edinburgh. I think we might start here and we could easily spend a week or two before we would be ready to move on.
We had supper at Mother India’s Café near our hotel and headed back to our room.
Up next: our last day in Edinburgh and the end of our adventure.