Taking
it easy today. No shows today, other
than our evening performance of the Scottish Military Tattoo. No alcohol either, guts need a rest.
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I'm still loving Barry. |
Saw
two smaller museums today. Both were
excellent displays of their stuff, both in neat old historical buildings. The People’s Story Museum was mostly about
how the “common people” of the respective era lived. They covered the 1600’s through roughly World
War 2. It was in a narrow building, with
about 3.5 stories of exhibits. Somewhat
typical of a nicer museum in a smaller to medium sized city here. The second one was the Edinburgh Museum which
was mostly about the story of the city from about the same period as the
People’s Story above. It also had a
large display from Field Marshall Earl Haig, the commander of the British
Expeditionary Force in WW1. He a hero,
or the “donkey general” depending on your opinion of his war of attrition
strategy against the axis powers.
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painted ceilings were a thing |
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they relocated this painted ceiling to the children's play area. |
We
also took in the Scottish National Museum.
This place is big, on par with a larger museum in any capital city. This is the one where we stray from the
normal reviews. They get 2/4 stars,
mostly for the t-rex skeleton. The rest
of it is not very well organized. They
clumped displays – all of which looked great and were of high quality – more or
less randomly. In the fashion/clothing
section they had ladies dresses from the 1600’s through the 1980’s, but in no
particular order (there was also some factually incorrect signage on a velvet
dress from the 1890’s about it being too heavy to actually wear). The natural museum had animals from 3
different continents displayed as if they were running together. Again, no rhyme or reason, it’s as if they
were displayed according to aesthetics, not any kind of regional, temporal, or
other theme that makes any sense. We
wandered around for a bit, saw some performance art, and took some silly
pictures of Dolly the cloned sheep.
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The loving gaze at Dolly |
Later
we took a stroll through Greyfriar’s Kirkyard during the day and took some more
pictures. Also did some street
photography for fun as well.
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obligatory street scene from Victoria street |
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Marker indicating where many protestants were executed for their faith during the 1600's. |
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Diane said, "no thanks" |
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I love you too, Barry |
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This is an example of the multi level nature of Edinburgh. | |
| We gave up on maps pretty early on. |
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The original skyscrapers. |
With
some time to burn before the Military Tattoo, we decided to do the Edinburgh
Dungeon. Having experience the epic
lameness of the London Dungeon, I wasn’t optimistic about this one. That was a pleasant surprise. The Edinburgh Dungeon was surprisingly good
with a larger cast, some good story telling, and funny characters.
This included “Judge Mental” who sentenced
everyone to death and some people playing witches, including some, for a
haunted house, pretty high tech special effects. Diane had the misfortune of being next to a
teenage boy that had some rather special challenges. We don’t know if he had a
panic disorder, but it seemed like it.
He was in full on freak out mode a couple of times, including freezing
up, hyper ventilation, etc. The haunter
in a least one of us wanted to fall upon like wolves and push him over the
edge. Sadly, this county has some
confusing laws about incivility, so we kept our mouths shut and tolerated the
distraction.
The
Military Tattoo was amazing. There were
groups from several countries outside the UK including the Swiss, two sets of
Americans (one the drill team from the USAF, the other a Revolutionary War
outfit), a Czech drill team, Mexican dancers, a children’s group from an
African country (missed which one in the announcement), and of course several
units in the UK. Naturally we are
impartial to the Americans, but the Highland Pipers were incredible in their
own right, and the Mexican performers (including male aria) were so
quintessentially Mexican that I think they were my favorite.
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The tattoo is a 'Change Your Life' kind of experience |
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