Hello, my friends. A very happy new year to you. I hope your 2019 has gotten off to a jolly good start!
Today I would like to take you to a place in Scotland that is extra special to me. I know, I know…you think that I feel that way about every place in Scotland! Haha, you know me too well, dear reader. And ’tis true, I suppose. But this place really does put a skip in my plaid heart.
Isn’t is lovely? This is Pilrig House, a historic Scottish townhouse located in Edinburgh, next to the burgh of Leith. It is theorized that the name ‘Pilrig’ may have derived from the former ‘Peilrig’ and ‘Pellryge’ (rig=ridge), where a peel tower stood in the 15thcentury. According to pilrighouse.com, “stonework in the basement walls suggests the remains of a peel tower”. For a newby history geek like me, that is fascinating.
There are 196 countries in this great big world. So, ‘why Scotland?’ you might ask. Well, it all began with a thumbnail. Not mine. I’m talking about an itty bitty image that appeared on my computer screen the night I was searching for vacation rentals. My husband and I had been exploring various destinations for a milestone wedding anniversary and for months we had tossed around all the usual suspects…Hawaii, Alaska, a cruise of some sort, the islands, etc. Having never traveled anywhere more exciting than the white sandy beaches of the Florida Panhandle (ok, we DID go to Winnipeg a couple times but I’m not sure that counts), we weren’t sure where we should go. But then one dark winter evening as I sat absent-mindedly perusing VRBO (my favorite place to go when we need a rental-seriously, if you haven’t used it, do), a tiny image of a lovely stone manor house-a tower house actually- caught my attention. I clicked on that picture and was presented with an image of the Pilrig House in Edinburgh, Scotland. Huh, I wasn’t even looking at listings for Scotland. Strange. My interest was certainly piqued so I took a closer look at it, wandered over to their beautiful web site, and as the woman said in When Harry Met Sally, “At that moment I knew. I knew the way you know about a good melon.” I sent my husband a text, told him where I knew we were going, and that was all she wrote!
Except that wasn’t all she wrote. For I had no idea at the time what kind of impression Scotland was to make on me. It was my first trip to Europe and maybe that had something to do with it. Or maybe my soul just finally found its way home. Either way, I fell head-over-heels for this beautiful country. It’s fair to say that I am mildly-well maybe moderately obsessed. And so that is where this blog comes in. And you, my new readers! You get to be a part of something that is very personal to me. I look forward to growing this blog and sharing with you some of my best experiences, photos, travel tips, and favorite places and sites. We’ll talk food and whisky (oh yeah!) and literature and music and history and anything else Scottish related that comes to mind. I’m glad you’re here and if you love Scotland as much as I do, then Fàilte!