I've been to this city before, of course, but strangely enough, I found my heart still here, waiting for me upon my return. (The view from atop Arthur's Seat looking out over the firth.)
This time around my visit is too brief, but I managed to get in a few of my old haunts -- the ruined chapel on Arthur's Seat that once gave me inspiration for my latest novel when I first saw it many years ago.
The very windy, brilliant peak of same. Corstorphine Road, Fleshmarket Close, Cockburn Street ...
....and the castle, of course.
Drove through Glencoe yesterday -- a place of astonishing beauty I'd never seen before. I am quite sure my few pictures did not do it justice, but will post as soon as I can.
[Ed. note: I post this on a very slow internet connection for which I am paying an exorbitant rate (why is it that free wi-fi seems to work so much better and faster?), so I will post a link soon to a better selection of photos on my Flickr page.]