Bouverie Bed & Breakfast at 9b Scotland Street Edinburgh
9b Scotland St. Edinburgh, Scotland, United Kingdom
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Scotland VS England
... still there are no changes so far. I don’t
know enough about the politic of Scotland and the rest of the United Kingdom to
judge on that situation but after talking with some people, it appears that
it’s a divided debate here as well, that could go on for a long time. The facts
are that the Scottish economy is not strong enough at the moment to support the
country by itself. Just like it did in Quebec, ...
First time ever to Scotland!
... 1 hr so we were in at Edinburgh by 2pm. The Cabbie for the trip into the city was also complaining about the Olympics. It doesn’t auger at all well for these Games at all. He was complaining that his mate living in Germany had better access to tickets than he did. He also explained how much Edinburgh had suffered through the GFC, especially due to the collapse of the banks here. He did mention though that straight after the ...
The Odyssey begins.....
... I asked the girls the history of the Pub, and it turned out to be quite interesting (although there’s some question as to whether it’s entirely accurate). The story is that a man named John Gray, who worked as a Watchman for the Edinburgh Police, used to drink at the Pub every day and brought his wee Dog “Bobby” (a Skye Terrier) with him every day. When he passed away from tuberculosis, he was buried in the graveyard behind the Pub. The dog ...
The Golden Mile
... Cromwell. It was still such a good hiding place that during WWII the crown jewels were once again placed there, this time to hide from Hitler’s forces should they arrive.
As we left the Castle our luck finally run out and we were hit with a huge heavy summer shower. Not being prepared we ran into the nearest pub just off the Golden Mile in a side street. We couldn’t have planned it better. In the corner were several musicians with ...
Edinburgh, 38 years later
... Close, a narrow arched alley between two shops, leads into a cobbled courtyard where the homes of Boswell and Hume once stood. At the rear of Gladstone's Land is a tall turret containing a turnpike stair which leads to The Harrison Flat on the second floor. I punch in the code to the main door and climb the twisting stone staircase on up to my flat where a second key box waits and were it not for the flashlight I packed, I might be waiting still. The numbers ...


