Next we headed further west and then south to the beautiful Lake District and a visit to Beatrix Potter's house (for those of you too lazy to look up who that is, she was a children's book author. I grew up reading her books). I thought the Lake District was gorgeous but it looked a lot like the Finger Lakes of Upstate NY. The picture on the top is of the area around Beatrix's house. The one on the bottom is a view of Lake Windermere.
Then we traveled up into Scotland for a few days in Edinburgh (pronounced "Edinboro"). We saw a castle, dead volcanoes, in the form of Arthur's seat (the castle is built on one of the vents from the volcano), the queen's palace (though we didn't get to tour it because the Queen decided to come to visit so they wouldn't let tourists in), some museums, lots of shops, bagpipers, and a whole bunch or other stuff. Here's a picture of the castle on the left (it's between the two church steeples). The picture on the right has a funny story to it: in the early 1800s the Scottish government decided to build a monument to honour those that died in the Napoleonic wars.
So they decided to try to replicate the Parthenon to show their respect for the soldiers of their country. But since it was a government project, the money was coming from public donations and unfortunately for them, they ran out of money after only 12 columns had been finished. I think it's kind of funny...
And finally, here's a picture of me and me mum in front of the castle.
Did I mention that I really really really loved hearing all the different accents? It was superb.
