A few of my Edinburgh stupors
My dazed experience with the enchanting city of Edinburgh was all about work, dinners, booze, work, dinners, and booze. I can fleetingly recall working the whole day each day, running around in my heels, partaking in the ceaseless chains of booze summits all night long until the wee hours in the morning, waking up early the next day, like 0530, and repeating the same schedule for the next 5 days.
We were welcomed by a Scotmans dressed in kilt playing the national icon of cultural representation: bagpipes. The 2nd foto is the entrance to the Edinburgh castle and that girl playing the bagpipes is just 14 years old - my client told me (she interviewed her). 3rd foto is the giant Scotsman! Well, he is in stilts I suppose ;-), and as you can see, it was raining.
Edinburgh Castle gate - Nemo: Me: Impune: Me: La Cessit. I have no idea what that means.
The first day I got to Edinburgh, I remember rushing to Princes Street, the main shopping boulevard located in the center of town. I was looking for a shawl because silly me forgot to bring a coat.
Everyone in the airport was like, “You don’t go to Scotland without a (light) coat even during summer!?”
I felt stupid, really.
But, [pause]... let me think and recollect what I truly did in Edinburgh... apart from work, of course...
A dusky view of the fascinating Edinburgh City from the castle rock fortress on a rainy and cold summer evening.
These are our ambrosial (and empty) Mojitos drink at Tigerlily Boutique Hotel Bar-Restaurant while waiting for dinner to be served. The drinks were truly divine so we ordered each of us another round.
And here are some of my Edinburgh stupors. I reckon more like a miasma recap of this trip.
1) Visiting Edinburgh castle and being welcomed by a real Scotsman dressed in kilt who was playing the bagpipes on a rainy gloomy Scottish day. I guess this is the most ever Scottish experience one can have: scotsman, castle, kilt, bagpipes, and rain.
2) Misty view of Edinburgh city from the castle while drinking a glass of champagne.
3) Wobbly walks in my high heels in the hilly and winding cobblestone streets of Edinburgh under the pouring rain.
4) Whisky trail – drank 2 shots of whisky and wanting more.
5) Mixed the 2 shots of whisky with 3 lager pints and 4 glasses of wine. I am invincible, baby!
6) Stumbling and groping back to the hotel past midnight every night feeling like someone had just drugged me. Yeah, like I have previous experience, lol - not.
7) It helps a bit if your hotel is right across the row of bars and pubs.
8) Wake up calls at 0530 everyday and floating for the next 30 minutes between the bed and the bathroom.
9) One time I woke up doped and asked myself, “Where am I?”
10) Other times, I woke up thirsty and in a delirious state, with my head hung above the clouds.
11) Briefly wanting to try haggis but no one really dared me to.
12) While an Englishman told me – Haggis is for the poor, the peasants. We don’t really eat them. I was like -- Eh?
13) Buying plasters for my sore toes. I was desperate but I am not giving up my high heels.
14) Shopping for a bikini and blaming my undisciplined self why I don’t look as good as I want to be in front of the mirror.
15) Went for spa indulgence on the last night. Sheraton has this cool outdoor rooftop hydropool. After the series of long hard days at work, the experience was truly heavenly, soothing and, well, necessary.
16) Tried the different sorts of holistic thermal treatments. My favorite was the room that smelled of orange peels. I was in spa stupor, lol.
17) Getting tipsy and denying it because I am enjoying the Mojitos at Tigerlily.
18) If I would need to recommend a bar-restaurant in Edinburgh, it would have to be the posh “Le Monde”, and the eclectically designed award winning boutique hotel, “Tigerlily”.
19) Pigged out and felt like a complete shit thereafter. Like, this happens every single day.
20) Dizzying taxi ride to the airport. I remember my frail stomach and weightless head was screaming for coffee.
This is the ONLY picture I have of Edinburgh with me on it - inside my hotel room last weekend. I guess I completely forgot to take fotos of myself with the lovely city.
I still want to do the (Glasgow)-Stirling-Fort William-Mallaig route. The locals told me this is the most scenic (train) route of Scotland. But, oh well, I was also glad I didn’t have to. After the loaded business trip, I was just totally exhausted; my feet and toes were super wasted. They are now crying for hiatus!
When traveling for pleasure (and btw the manner I travel), I really need to have spanking energized feet. So, I guess... next time around then, Scotland?
We were welcomed by a Scotmans dressed in kilt playing the national icon of cultural representation: bagpipes. The 2nd foto is the entrance to the Edinburgh castle and that girl playing the bagpipes is just 14 years old - my client told me (she interviewed her). 3rd foto is the giant Scotsman! Well, he is in stilts I suppose ;-), and as you can see, it was raining.
Edinburgh Castle gate - Nemo: Me: Impune: Me: La Cessit. I have no idea what that means.
The first day I got to Edinburgh, I remember rushing to Princes Street, the main shopping boulevard located in the center of town. I was looking for a shawl because silly me forgot to bring a coat.
Everyone in the airport was like, “You don’t go to Scotland without a (light) coat even during summer!?”
I felt stupid, really.
But, [pause]... let me think and recollect what I truly did in Edinburgh... apart from work, of course...
A dusky view of the fascinating Edinburgh City from the castle rock fortress on a rainy and cold summer evening.These are our ambrosial (and empty) Mojitos drink at Tigerlily Boutique Hotel Bar-Restaurant while waiting for dinner to be served. The drinks were truly divine so we ordered each of us another round.
And here are some of my Edinburgh stupors. I reckon more like a miasma recap of this trip.
1) Visiting Edinburgh castle and being welcomed by a real Scotsman dressed in kilt who was playing the bagpipes on a rainy gloomy Scottish day. I guess this is the most ever Scottish experience one can have: scotsman, castle, kilt, bagpipes, and rain.
2) Misty view of Edinburgh city from the castle while drinking a glass of champagne.
3) Wobbly walks in my high heels in the hilly and winding cobblestone streets of Edinburgh under the pouring rain.
4) Whisky trail – drank 2 shots of whisky and wanting more.
5) Mixed the 2 shots of whisky with 3 lager pints and 4 glasses of wine. I am invincible, baby!
6) Stumbling and groping back to the hotel past midnight every night feeling like someone had just drugged me. Yeah, like I have previous experience, lol - not.
7) It helps a bit if your hotel is right across the row of bars and pubs.
8) Wake up calls at 0530 everyday and floating for the next 30 minutes between the bed and the bathroom.
9) One time I woke up doped and asked myself, “Where am I?”
10) Other times, I woke up thirsty and in a delirious state, with my head hung above the clouds.
11) Briefly wanting to try haggis but no one really dared me to.
12) While an Englishman told me – Haggis is for the poor, the peasants. We don’t really eat them. I was like -- Eh?
13) Buying plasters for my sore toes. I was desperate but I am not giving up my high heels.
14) Shopping for a bikini and blaming my undisciplined self why I don’t look as good as I want to be in front of the mirror.
15) Went for spa indulgence on the last night. Sheraton has this cool outdoor rooftop hydropool. After the series of long hard days at work, the experience was truly heavenly, soothing and, well, necessary.
16) Tried the different sorts of holistic thermal treatments. My favorite was the room that smelled of orange peels. I was in spa stupor, lol.
17) Getting tipsy and denying it because I am enjoying the Mojitos at Tigerlily.
18) If I would need to recommend a bar-restaurant in Edinburgh, it would have to be the posh “Le Monde”, and the eclectically designed award winning boutique hotel, “Tigerlily”.
19) Pigged out and felt like a complete shit thereafter. Like, this happens every single day.
20) Dizzying taxi ride to the airport. I remember my frail stomach and weightless head was screaming for coffee.
This is the ONLY picture I have of Edinburgh with me on it - inside my hotel room last weekend. I guess I completely forgot to take fotos of myself with the lovely city.I still want to do the (Glasgow)-Stirling-Fort William-Mallaig route. The locals told me this is the most scenic (train) route of Scotland. But, oh well, I was also glad I didn’t have to. After the loaded business trip, I was just totally exhausted; my feet and toes were super wasted. They are now crying for hiatus!
When traveling for pleasure (and btw the manner I travel), I really need to have spanking energized feet. So, I guess... next time around then, Scotland?
