Nomad exploring life wherever I am
It was definitely tourist season in Edinburgh, despite being early May. Throngs of people clogged the streets and corners, the restaurants and the stores. And, yes, we were two of them, just trying to see a few sights, eat some good food, and explore perhaps the lesser known corners of the city. And avoid getting run over by any number of double-decker busses that plied the narrow streets.
Yes, you can fly from London to Edinburgh, but by the time you take the tube to the airport, go through security, get to your gate, take off, and then go from the other airport to town, it’s about the same amount of time, really (4-5 hours).
I’d have to dig through my last passport to figure out exactly when I was last in London. All I can say is that it was too long ago, and I’ve missed this city a lot.
63 days, from end of February to the end of April. Feels like longer in a lot of ways, but I guess that’s because I crammed a lot of action and stops into that two months.
Here is the last of this trip’s series on small Southern towns, featuring the small town of Cheraw, South Carolina. Did you know it’s the birthplace of Dizzy Gillespie, the jazz trumpeter? I didn’t either, but now I do! Let’s see some of Cheraw, shall we?