My favourite season of glitter, colorful lights, total sweetness and utter indulgence is on again so of course I had to do a little wander around Edinburgh in search of all-Christmassy things.
A huge Christmas Market with loads and loads of attractions for the fans of this season. If you are a Bah-Humbug type of person DO NOT come near as you will literary get sick. It’s not as big as Winter Wonderland in London but trust me – the roads get closed and the crowd gets overwhelming on the weekends, so a good time to come are weekdays, and of course in the evening, in order to fully sink in the atmosphere. The location is stunning because all the surrounding monuments are in night lights so it all is very very very enticing. My personal favorite? Baileys bar where you can get an amazing hot chocolate. With marshmallows. With whipped cream. With sprinkles of your choice. And of course with Baileys. For only a fiver. Heaven!
Now this is something I’ve always wanted to do but never really got round to. Visiting one of the city gardens and seeing the light display over Christmas is just magical. All the lights and music and end everything sank in the darkness is just one of a kind experience and I have promised to myself that from now on I’d see a place like that every year! A great adventure for families with children. Little performances and Christmas music played all over the place plus plenty of food trucks on the track with all sorts of festive treats are definitely worth spending a few pennies at. Don’t tell anyone but that was my favorite Christmas gift this year :D!
Now, I was really hoping to write about how Scots differ from English in celebrating Christmas, but they really don’t! Very disappointed here. The only thing I discovered during a Christmas party at my new job, is that men seriously wear kilts for special occasions. They apparently are crazy expensive to hire (if you don’t own one), really heavy and extremely warm. I did not have the guts to ask my new colleagues if they really have got nothing underneath (as the tradition would dictate) but I assumed it would be quite uncomfortable to have all things… untamed down there during a night out :P. One might think a man in a skirt would look ridiculous, but you know what? They all actually looked quite smart and posh and I can see how wearing kilts is such a big deal and makes them feel proud of being Scots.
Even though the Scottish capital is a beautiful place, I still miss London, so I’ll leave these few pictures from last year’s Winter Wonderland here. Ah London, it’s hard to get over you, dear ;)!