Why am I doing this? No, seriously, why?

Finding dragons, hunting for Narnia portals (I have a wardrobe, you see), and walking the streets of an old and beautiful city might be reason enough, but I am here to get a degree as well! I am studying Celtic Literature at the University of Edinburgh for the next year. As per the request of concerned friends left behind, I am going to try blogging about my experiences. Let's see what happens...

25 November 2011

Amazing Concert! And I Think There Was Some Lord There...

In the United States, today is Thanksgiving, but in Edinburgh, tonight marks the night when the lights go on and everything glitters enough to make the ADD in us slip ever so slightly further into spastic insanity.  I gathered with my hopeful companions on the corner of George Street (the statue is of George, by the way - King George, that is - the Fourth, in case you were wondering...) awaiting the promised parade and sparkliness. It didn't come.  We waited and hoped and waited and wondered and waited.  The clock above our heads ticked past four and on toward five.  We finally gave up and went in search of our own sparkly lights.  

 And we found them.  Take that, silly parade that never came!


 In St Andrew's Square, the trees were lit in preparation for the later festivities, including a lovely glowy red and white Christmas tree.

 My need for sparkly lights and Christmas decorations was not sated, but I felt better.

We asked a helpful individual in a yellow vest why there was no shiny parade and he told us that we should skip waiting for the parade and head straight to The Mound where the end of the parade and the actual light show was supposed to take place.  Someone apparently forgot to tell all the crowds still waiting for the parade along the street...

We headed toward The Mound and were delighted to discover the Christmas fair around the Gardens along the way.


 I admit, I kind of sort of wanted to ride the carousel.


Now, let's have fun with camera settings!  With this photo, I took a fairly quick shot in order to make the carousel clear.

If you look at the two pictures below, you will see what happens with the shutter speed is slowed.  It becomes a pretty blur... the kind of looks like it's going way too fast...

But I love the effect anyway.




 The skating rink opens today as well!  It sits at the bottom of the Gardens, surrounded by glittering lights that might even satisfy my love of sparkles.


Further down the way, we passed through the street fair where we were tempted by hot chocolate, beautiful crafts and unique gifts, donuts and other treats, and strange, random items that turned up in each little stall.
 I want to go shopping... Luckily, it will be up for another month or so.


 When we finally arrived at The Mound, it was a confused crowd, but the show started and we were happy.  The Ice Queen waved her magical sparkly wand and set off sparks and a few fireworks.

Unfortunately, the incredibly high winds prevented most of the fireworks display, but it was still very pretty.


 I really liked the fake snow that swept past a couple of times.  It turned out to be little rectangular pieces of white paper, but from a distance, it was very snow-like.
 All the trees are lit up now.  I can see them from my kitchen window!
 My friends were heading with the rest of the crowds over to Saint Andrew's Square for the rest of the festivities, but I had other places to be.  Well, one other place to be.  There was a free concert at St Giles that I wanted to attend.  So I said goodbye and headed back up the road to pass the next hour before the concert.

 From up above Princes Street Gardens, the lights look amazing.

I was not terribly impressed with the lights they put up on the Royal Mile.  The little side thingies are nice, but rather sad and small in comparison to everything else.  I guess it will have to do.  I can always escape to the Christmas fair if I need more glitters.


 I may have been living right up the street from it for the last two and a half months, but I have never actually been inside Saint Giles Cathedral.  I guess I was waiting for a special occasion or really bad weather when an indoor adventure would be welcome.

This was a marvelous introduction to it.

The concert was a free event, a Norwegian carol concert featuring a soloist, an amazing pianist, an organ, and a chamber choir.

Let's just say it was spectacular.


 The candlelight, the music, the general awesomeness of being in a cathedral listening to a choir singing Norwegian carols...

I was pleased, to say the very least.

Oh and off to my left, there was apparently some lord and his wife (they had matching gold chain-link sash things and people bowed to them).  I have no idea who they were.  I also was unable to snap a photo of them because my view was blocked and they disappeared almost instantly when the concert was over.  Alas. No lordly photo.

 Here's the organ that played so magnificently.
 The view of the cathedral from the front, including the grand piano where the pianist did his work.
 Detailed relief work is pretty.

 Christmas isn't just sparkly.  It's also glowy.  I love candles.
 I was heading out, but since I've never been in the cathedral before, I kept wanting to snap pictures of all the cool windows and arches and other beautiful details. 
 Goodbye, pretty arches and stained glass! 
Oh, and I met John Knox on the way out.  He is instantly recognizable because he's always wearing the same thing and he's always reading.  Good fellow.



All in all, an amazing start to the Christmas festivities and a good way to pass a Thanksgiving, even if there wasn't any overeating of turkey, Mom's famous rolls, cranberry sauce.... pumpkin pie....


Okay, Thanksgiving celebrations are happening this weekend.  I can wait.  Really.  I can wait.

21 November 2011

Some Artsy, Some Sparkly, and Some Irony

 Last week was a rough week for me, mostly due to a series of migraines that decided to take up semi-permanent residence and were very resistant to my attempts to kick them out.  It took a long weekend of determined bedrest (I may possibly have been doing homework, but it was homework while resting, so it counts) to get rid of them - though not entirely.  Migraines are persistent little imps.

As I was walking back from classes today, my head beginning to pulse warningly, I couldn't help but notice that it was a gorgeous evening.  Actually, it was only 3 o'clock, but in this crazy country, that is apparently evening.

I determined that headache or no headache, a photo expedition was long overdue.

 From the walkway overlooking Grassmarket, the sky was absolutely stunning.  It took about ten tries to get some of the color to actually show up.  But I like messing with my camera, so I just kept trying until it worked.

There's a Christmas shop!  I didn't go in because I had a sunset to hunt, but it was a sparkly and pretty and filled with joy and cheer.  How could this not make you feel better?


 For those of you familiar with Lynchburg, this will make you smile.  It's a White Hart Inn!  This one was originally established in 1516, according to the sign.  I always wonder about those dates and exactly what they are basing it on.  Was it a place called The White Hart, or are they just using the date of the building's construction?  At any rate, I think it's safe to assume this one's a mite older than the one in downtown Lynchburg.

From Grassmarket, the castle looks especially imposing and tall.  I will have to claim it one of these days...
 I climbed up some back stairs towards the castle and had some very pretty views of the city.


 Impressive wall is impressive.  If you can't quite make out the words, it says: "Erected on a site near the extremity of the ancient town wall built in the reign of James II King of Scots AD 1450 for the protection of Edinburgh against invasion."

I have such a marvelous time picturing men up on the battlements laughing at would-be invaders.

"Your mother was a sheep!"  Because, you know, Scotland.


 Me once again failing to capture epic sky...

 Is it supposed to be ironic?  Is it representative of some state of mind of an individual or someone attempting to recreate the collective consciousness of the Scots of old?  I just found it funny.



 Up at the castle are several monuments with amazing crosses on top.  I do love Celtic crosses.
 Artsy angle shot.  In case you couldn't figure that out.  Because, you know, it was just too artsy.



 It was getting "late" so the castle was emptying out and no one was around in the parking lot.  I was able to get some pictures without crowds of other photographers and tourists getting in my way.  How dare they, right?


Goodbye, castle!  Hello,  ferris wheel!  I spent the day playing with camera settings, particularly the exposure setting.  Here are three pictures with the exposure setting turned further and further down.  It allowed me to make it look more like what I was seeing instead of being unnaturally bright.




 A rather jarring contrast of old, Gothic monument with shiny, modern carnival ride.  But somehow, it works.


 The Edinburgh skyline.  Again with the exposure compensation.  This image is a little darker than it actually looked, but I wanted some pretty twinkly lights and silhouettes.  My camera is learning to do my bidding.


I don't know why I took this shot, but it just looked golden and lovely and I like it.

And now for more experimental photography!  The one on the left is slightly darkened and the one on the right is very unnaturally darkened.  Which one looks better?