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TravelPod Member ReviewsGillis Centre Edinburgh
Despite being very ill this was our second stay here and again they were fantastic rooms were clean an comfortable, Breakfast is basic and the fresh home made bread is so lovely. It is within walking distance of the High street but far enough to be out of the hustle and bustle of the city centre.
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This report covers the final days of my stay in Edinburgh.
The Royal Military Tattoo on Friday was wonderful so I looked forward to seeing it again on Saturday at 10:30 pm. This time my seat was on the side in order to get a different view of the tattoo. As it turns out this was a good decision: some of the performers never advanced down the parade ground – all their action took place in the area immediately in front of Edinburgh Castle so folks who ...
... minutes, creating major traffic chaos, we were beginning to think that this part of the world simply did not know how to do the Hop On Hop Off thing!
Finally we get under way but then as the heavens open up, we head back downstairs to a crammed bus and decide to hop off at Edinburgh Castle earlier than we had planned for the day. Us, and about 4,000 other tourists. The line-up took about 40 minutes to get through, but once we ...
... my paternal
grandmother’s father. I found information going back 3 generations. I was so
excited. William Galloway (the elder) was a stone mason turned sculptor who married
his first cousin at the age of 38 at the Royal British Hotel in Edinburgh. This
is the hotel where I am staying! He was
one of four children to George Galloway, the others being George, Elizabeth and
Janet. My search ground to a halt with the next generation. David Galloway ...
... I have red hair hahah, at least we aren't in Ireland anymore I got sick of being asked for Directions again tourists think ask the red head she must be Irish! They thought either Ireland or America because apparently our outfits were stylist and too stylish for Australia and then as soon as we said we were from Australia they asked if we lived at Bondi and if we knew Alf Stewart. That's pritty much ...
... I went on a grand adventure to London. From the upper level of a 2 decker bus, we witnessed a gathering crowd near Westminster Abbey. We looked at each other and thought, “Why not? Let's see what's up.” Off we jumped and were rewarded with an unscheduled and up close view of her Majesty, the Queen. Bob and I were not so adventurously inclined when we saw a somewhat small group waving British flags outside the Glasgow Town Hall. We stayed on our city tour ...