A couple of weekends ago, a few friends and I took a train to Scotland for the weekend. We stayed in Edinburgh (apparently nicknamed "Auld Reekie"), in a hostel right smack in the middle of the city - New Town, that is. Old Town, the side that Edinburgh Castle is on, was so lovely and old-looking (shocker, I know) and was definitely my favorite part of the trip.
|A scenic park/valley separating Old Town (to the right) and New Town (to the left).|
Anyway, I won't ramble on about it. Here are some pictures from Scotland, including me in my sartorial attempts to blend my vintage aesthetic with the functionality and practicality necessary for hostel-hopping with only a backpack in tow.
|On the approximately 6 hour train ride over there. European trains are super nice. After hearing Gracie's (horror) stories of Amtrak, this was much appreciated. Me, to the left, and my friend/roommate Carolyn to the right.|
|My friends Lian and Victoria on the train ride.|
|Victoria and I in the Royal Botanic Gardens - so pretty there!|
|An awkwardly worded review card at the pub we went to for dinner on Saturday, held by an amused Victoria.|
|The view of the city from Edinburgh Castle.|
|Victoria and I trying to put the moves on some poor unsuspecting Scottish lad.|