Secondhand Smokette and I had a fine day walking Edinburgh. It was wet and cold, but the company was warm and the city beautiful. Here are a few photos.
First, the famous castle:
I had to take this shot over a lot of construction that impeded the view. But I think I nailed it.
I was very taken with the old statuettes of monks that are on display in the fine city’s fine art museum.
I love European train stations:
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