You know this plant? It’s a Buddleia. People who love butterflies plant it in their gardens because of its reputation for attracting butterflies.
Well, I’m sure it’s not the Buddleia hanging off North Bridge that attracts all the visitors to Edinburgh in August every year, but something does (and it’s not the sunshine…….)
Although the rain doesn’t stop them enjoying the pleasures of al fresco drinking and dining…….
Thousands and thousands of people come to Edinburgh in August for “the festival”.
The Royal Mile becomes a vast pitching ground for the hundreds of theatre groups and performers trying to persuade visitors to come and see their show.
It can all get a bit much, but if you need to escape from the crowds, Edinburgh has it’s emptier spaces to explore.
I suppose some of the things that repeatedly amaze me about Edinburgh at this time of year are the chances to really see and feel the rich diversity of life, the natural exhuberance of people and the overflowing expressions of creativity and passion. It’s worth having a day wandering around and just soaking it all up. But don’t forget your umbrella!
Heroes Not Zombies 
I have a confession to make. I’m afraid to visit Scotland. I feel such an indescribable pull to the place that I’m afraid I’ll never want to return home….
I have never been to anywhere colder than Edinburgh Castle – man, that wind whips you and chills you to the bone!
Mrschili – Its a great place, but don’t let them talk you into eating the fried Mars Bars or the Haggis. And bring your earplugs for the bagpipes. Other than that, the natives are friendly and lots of fun.
I’m eager to try a fried Mars bar; I’ve had haggis and, well, once was enough, thank you. I don’t mind bagpipes, really. The thing is, I am the descendant of Scots on both sides – MacLeod and MacPhearson on one side and Frasier on the other – and even though I’ve never really been much out of New England, I have the strange feeling that I’d feel like a native in Scotland, and I’m conflicted about that.