If ever there were a castle to visit, it would be Dunnottar Castle, located about 2 miles south of the town of Stonehaven on the east coast of Scotland. Seriously, guys, this is the castle of all castles.
If you ever happen to find yourself in Edinburgh and you haven’t seen the castle, you seriously should. Castle Rock has been occupied since roughly 900 BC, judging by archaeological evidence. It is also mentioned in the Y Gododdin, an Welsh epic written sometime between the 7th and 11th centuries AD concerning battles in the area and the exploits of the Gododdin (the exact date of the original is contested).
“Really? Why would you want to go there?” Joss asked. And Tom. And Steve. And pretty much every Scot once they heard I and a few North American friends were going to Inverness for Christmas.
Last Saturday was my birthday. Twenty-four years old. I would ask, “When did that happen?”, but the answer would, of course, be “Last Saturday.”
Anyway, the weirdness of being a year older aside, I went to Stirling to celebrate with my friends, Rose and Fiona…
Today we had day-long trips around Scotland (within a reasonable distance) and I managed to snag a ticket out to St. Andrews and Falkland Palace. Cool fact? I was in St. Andrews when Clinton got her honorary degree there. I saw the procession. Not so cool fact? Hilary Clinton wasn’t visible from where I was, and I couldn’t get it without a ticket. Silver lining? St. Andrews is astoundingly cool even without Hilary Clinton there. Also, Falkland Palace is beautiful and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.