Scotland part 1: Edinburgh

Hello there, we are back again!! After one week full of Scottishness, we returned home safe and sound and a bit knackered. It has been a holiday full of memories, old and new ones, full of beautiful landscapes, sheep. good food and good company, but also full of unnecessary excitement and tantrums due to a lack of sleep and growing independence on the part of a certain cute little (and loud) button. There are definitely some consequences which need to be drawn for the next holiday (not that we know anything about a next holiday yet), but hey, that’s how parents gain experience, isn’t it?

We started last week in Edinburgh – after half a day of travel we were suddenly overwhelmed by so many good memories, and, to make it even better, by unexpected sunshine (at least during the first afternoon)! What a welcome! Already at the airport I felt a foolish grin on my face which just wouldn’t disappear and which was caused by the greatest of all English accents…I simply love it! When we first arrived in Edinburgh five years ago, we didn’t understand a word. Which was challenging as we had to go flathunting and there is no list of bus stops in the busses – apparently you are expected to know your way around, no matter where you are from. So when we asked the bus driver about our destination, he was so kind to talk to us for about three minutes….and we had no idea what he was talking about. Well, this time, we had no difficulties at all. Although the busses still don’t list the bus stops.

There were so many small things that felt familiar and that had almost slipped our minds. The smell of the brewery. The wind (how could I forget about the wind)? The queuing at the bus stops. The smell in the bus. The Scottish love for porridge, baked potatoes and scones. The immense amount of ready-made meals in the supermarkets. All the health-and-safety signs everywhere. The Scottish weather (sweater? no sweater? your rain jacket? just a t-shirt? or a hat after all? all within ten minutes…). The unexpected view of the North Sea wherever you go. Edinburgh is one of the most beautiful cities I have ever been to. Although being there with a toddler was completely different from living there on our own. We didn’t go to any pubs, nor did we go for excessive city strolls. But we checked out the playground in the Princess Street Gardens for the first time. And visited Gorgy farm, a small farm with domestic animals in the middle of Edinburgh, which is a great spot for small children.

Unfortunately, our stay in Edinburgh was way too short to go to all the places we wanted to see again or even to meet up with all the dear people we hadn’t seen for years. But we managed to go for a walk in the city, to visit the Botanic Garden (and a certain bench), to have a coffee at our favorite café (Leo’s Beanery, for those of you who are looking for a good place to regain strength after a walk in the New Town) and to drop some Swiss chocolate at my old work place. We also managed to find out what happens when you press the alarm button in the elevator…well, to be correct, the little one found it out for us. Guess what, the alarm starts to ring. And your child starts to scream. But she was probably more scared by the petrified reaction of her father than by the alarm itself.

After one and a half day in the capital, we tried to make our way over to the Isle of Mull….and managed to check out the Scottish emergency units. But that’ll be the next blog post, I think.

Edinburgh castle

Princess Street Gardens (and sunshine, yay!)

Royal Botanic Garden Edinburgh

Four years later…back again, married (as promised on this exact spot) and with the little one (and one more)


the little one’s newest discovery: babyccino!

One of the nicest cafés in Edinburgh New Town: Leo’s Beanery


About erdhummel

Familial entropy - that's an insight into our current life which has been fundamentally changed last summer when our daughter was born. Having studied in Cottbus, Germany, and worked/studied in Edinburgh, Scotland, we momentarily live in a small town in Switzerland where Karsten is trying to save the environment and Freddie is trying to save our sanity. Since there is not much time for elaborate, long emails while doing that, we thought a blog might be a good option to smuggle ourselves into the lifes of our friends.
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7 Responses to Scotland part 1: Edinburgh

  1. Cécile says:

    The pictures are amazing, and Edinburg really looks like a nice city! I write it down in my list of destinations for future travelling 🙂 I’m eager to read your next adventures, and specially the one with the emergency unit :$ Hoping that everything ended fine!…
    And I love the new cover picture… ❤

    • erdhummel says:

      Edinburgh is a great city – you should definitely write it down for future trips 🙂 Though I must say that visiting the city with a toddler was somewhat challenging. There are many great things to do, but most of them are not for toddlers but for children starting at the age of 4 or 5 onwards, I would say.

  2. Edinburg is a fabulous city! I went there with my kids a few years ago.
    I remember the little “café” where we discovered the vegan full “english” breakfast … awesome!

  3. eingehirner says:

    Your part about the weather reminds me of one of the first sayings I heard in St. John’s on Newfoundland: “If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes.” It really was like that and Bristol was the same. It seems to be the same in every Atlantic Ocean / North Sea coast city 😉 By the way, Bristol would definitely be a spot you’d like. Except for the fact that some historic buildings require a reservation for visiting them. Besides that it’s very kid-friendly, too.

    Did the alarm button in the elevator do anything else but ring? And: What exactly was the petrified reaction? 😉 Way too much information left out here…

    • erdhummel says:

      Well, as far as I was told the petrified reaction of Karsten and our friend was a very loud “noooooo!!!! little one, noooo!!!” which really scared her (she is very sensible regarding panic). Apart from that I can’t tell any more details either as I was waiting for them three floors upstairs and only heard my daughter screaming 😉

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