Showing posts with label Edinburgh. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Edinburgh. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

A NEAT ZOO VISIT

                                   Several New Animals
       On our last day in Edinburgh we managed to squeeze in a visit to the Edinburgh zoo. Our days had been busy, and this day was no exception. We’d seen the gorgeous floral clock on our walk through the park, and although it was late in the day it was time for my LA zoo docent travel buddy to get us to the zoo.
It was too far to walk so we rode the local bus, as we had in the morning to the Britannia. At the zoo entrance my buddy got talking to the fellow and mentioned she was a LA zoo docent. What a pleasant surprise it was when, without hesitation, he sold us tickets at half price! We found everyone everywhere we went pleasant, friendly and helpful.
       We couldn’t have timed our visit better as we arrived about three minutes before the daily penguin parade. It was a hoot to watch the little penguins march around a predetermined course. The zoo has been in existence since 1913. New animals for us to see were the painted hunting dog, southern cassowary, red-necked wallaby, and a pigmy hippo that looked like a fat pig.
       Although we had a basic map, we were having trouble finding the painted hunting dog exhibit. When we spotted a fellow with a flashlight and a bunch of papers in his hand, we took him for a zoo employee and approached asking for directions. Bless his heart, he stopped what he was doing and sprinted up and down several paths, with us in tow double timing it behind him. Eventually he found the dogs. Talking to him at the pen fence we learned he was the zoo’s insurance man making his annual inspection!
      “We’re so sorry for interrupting your  work. When we saw your clipboard we mistakenly took you for a zoo employee. Thanks so much for taking the time to help us out,” I offered.
      Selma added, “I’ve never seen a painted hunting dog before.”
      “Nor have I, young lady. I learned something new today too. You ladies have a good time, and I’ll get back to work.”
       At that time I had never heard of a painted hunting dog, but leave it to my buddy to always find something new and exciting. The dogs are endangered and have multi colored coats reminiscent of camouflage. They were lean and had large ears that stood up much like an antenna. I may never see another one, but it was exciting to see the five that were in the pen.
      After reading the plaque and checking the map we moved on and had a delightful afternoon. Once back at the hotel it was a scramble to cleanup and dress for dinner.


Sunday, November 17, 2013

BRASS FIGURES TO PET SHINY

                       Good Luck Brass Figures
The first brass figure I came across 25 plus years ago was Tacca on my first trip to Victoria, BC. He sat in the patio area near the gift shop at Buchart Gardens. A large 1620 bronze boar, he is a copy of an original that was in the Straw Market in Florence, Italy. The Bucharts purchased him on one of their European trips.
The unique posture of Tacca suggests neither attack nor repose, but instead that he was awakened suddenly by the sound of the hunt. Years later a pond was added at the base with bronze frogs, snakes, and turtles among the plants. His snout is finely burnished by hundreds of visitors who have given him an affectionate rub for good luck. He is dedicated to all the children and animals who visit Buchart Gardens. I gave him a pat years later but  my last visit to the gardens was at night and I somehow missed him.

The statue of a little dog is one of the most photographed statues in Edinburgh, Scotland. The little Skye Terrier was the dog of an Edinburgh policeman known as a bobby. For five years he accompanied his master on his rounds all over the city. Then the policeman died. The gates to the cemetery proclaimed NO DOGS, and the gates were shut the day of the funeral before the little dog could get through them.
Each day after the one o’clock cannon firing at the fort above the Royal Mile the little dog walked to the coffeehouse his master often frequented. He was given a few scraps to eat, then he’d return to the cemetery to guard his master’s grave. After the first day when the cemetery caretaker found him and realized the dog was Greyfriars Bobby he ignored the no dogs rule. Every day for ten years the little dog would repeat his routine. Often on very cold winter nights a caring person would give him shelter in their home. When the little dog died, an exception was made to allow him to be buried beside his master. The little brass replica on a post on the Royal Mile is a favorite photo op.

At one end of the small park in Kiev, Ukraine stands a bronze statue of a little cat whose ears and
tail are shinny from the many rubbings they have received---a sign of good luck. Years ago the little cat smelled smoke and scratched the security people to warn its owners of a fire in time for all of them to make it to safety. But in all the confusion the little cat was forgotten and died of smoke inhalation.
 
In Havana, Cuba there is a life-size bronze statue of a French gentleman standing on the sidewalk outside Basilica Manor.
To touch either his beard or hand is supposed to bring good luck. Both were shiny from much rubbing.

I’ve seen many many statues in my travels, but these are the good-luck charmers of which I have fond memories.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

GREYFRIARS BOBBY and OTHER TALES



       A Faithful Dog and Other Tales

In the Edinburgh Castle bookstore I bought a book about this wonderful dog for my grandchildren. From the castle we walked down the Royal Mile as we both wanted to give the little bronze dog a pat of good luck.
On our city tour the local docent told us, “The statue of a little dog is one of the most photographed statues in the city. The little Skye Terrier was the dog of an Edinburgh policeman known as a bobby. For five years he accompanied his master all over the city on his rounds. Then the policeman died. The gates to the cemetery proclaimed NO DOGS, and the gates were shut the day of the funeral before the little dog could get through them.
“Each day after the one o’clock cannon firing at the castle the little dog walked to the coffeehouse his master often frequented. He continued to be  given a few scrapes to eat. Then he would return to the cemetery where he went to guard his master’s grave. After the first day when the cemetery caretaker saw him he realized the dog was Greyfriars Bobby and ignored the no dogs rule. Every day after that for ten years the little dog would repeat this routine. Often on very cold winter nights a caring person would give him shelter in their home. When the little dog died thirteen years later, an exception was made to allow him to be buried beside his master.”
We stopped to admire the policeman’s faithful friend and of course took advantage of the photo op.
Continuing our walk we window shopped, listened to pipers, and watched mimes. When we reached the Deacon Brodie Pub we stepped inside to admire the lovely ceiling. Brodie, the son of a cabinetmaker, was born on Brodie Close.  The wealthy pious citizen was elected to Deacon Counselor in 1781, but at night he was a gambler and thief.  When working he carried a wax plug in his pocket and pressed impressions of client’s keys into it. Then when he knew the residents were not home, he used a newly made key to enter their home to steal jewelry and money. Eventually he was caught and hanged at St. Giles in 1788. In a twist of fate he was hung by a gallows, which he had improved upon. Both his birthplace and death place are close to the tavern named for him.
One afternoon as a break from sight-seeing we rode a local bus out to the zoo. Unexpectantly we entered the zoo a couple minutes before a penguin parade was to start. We joined the crowd to watch as several attendants walked between the spectators and the penguins. Many little penguins strutted around in orderly fashion just as if they knew they were on display. It was a sweet bonus to the end of a busy day.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

EDINBURGH, SCOTLAND


Some Edinburgh Highlights 

This city of 500,000 is Scotland’s jewel festive epicenter of Scottish culture, as well as an important financial center of the United Kingdom.    Locals call themselves Edinburghers.
Edinburgh has been Scotland’s capitol since the 12th century. Framed by rolling hills and the blue of the Firth of Forth, it is one of Europe’s fairest cities. Half medieval and half Georgian it is often referred to as to as the Athens of the North. In 1999 Edinburgh became the seat of the Scottish Parliament. Filled with history, battles, kings, bold ideas and literary association the city is the gateway to central Scotland. It is a city of contrasts where the past meets the present and ancient streets are filled with the hustle and bustle of modern day city life. Scotland aligned itself with France in 1513, and England burned the city but spared the now famous castle.
In the 12th century Edinburgh was a walled city. The 1707 Act of Union with England moved the power to Westminster. The city is divided into Old Town and New Town. Edinburgh University was founded in 1583.
The seat of centuries of Scotland’s colorful and turbulent history Old Town is best seen on foot. The backbone of Old Town is the famous Royal Mile where kings and queens traversed for centuries. Grassmarket, south of the castle, is where the dreaded gallows hanged convicted criminals and burned witches at the stake.  Many squares, terraces, circuses, wynds and closes crisscross the city interrupting the cobbled streets thus making street numbers very confusing and difficult to find. Numbers are often missing, and follow no logical sequence.
James Craig, only 27 years old, designed New Town with its classical grid design that was the first in Europe. The buildings are Georgian. After New Town was built Old Town became a slum and remained so until a 19th century restoration. Taxes were based on the number of windows in a house, so it is not unusual to see artificial windows on the top floor that reflect no light. New Town dates to the 18th century, the golden age of Edinburgh. Three main streets: Queen, George, and Princes run parallel in the Georgian masterpiece. The rectangular symmetrical grid links Charlotte and St. Andrews Squares.  The first building went up in 1767 and by 1846 Edinburgh was a true British city with a direct rail link to London. Rose Street, directly north of Princes Street, has more pubs per square block than anywhere else in Scotland. Shops and restaurants are nestled between the pubs.  New Town covers one square mile and contains 10,000 buildings that are listed for architectural merit. (The equivalent to our historical building.)
St. Giles Cathedral, Scotland’s principal church, has a turbulent religious history. It was Episcopalian twice. John Knox delivered fiery Presbyterian sermons here that drove Mary, Queen of Scots into exile.
Robert Lewis Stevenson lived at 17 Heriot Row from 1857 to 1880. A sickly and lonely child, he spent a lot of  time in a third floor bedroom window looking out onto the street. A local wealthy citizen who turned into a sort of cat robber in the evening was the inspiration for Stevenson’s Jeckle and Hyde. The lamplighter who came by each evening to light the street lamps inspired his famous poem The Lamplighter.
The Walter Scot Memorial looks like a church spire without a church. In the middle of Princes Street by the park it really is a monstrosity looking very much out of place. Built in 1844, it towers 200 feet over the sidewalk. Inside the spire is a marble statue of Scot sitting in a chair, his favorite dog sitting beside him.
Holyroodhouse, also spelled Holyrood House, was originally built as a 12th century abbey, ruins of which are visible from the courtyard.  A little history: Queen Margaret eventually became Saint Margaret. She was very altruistic, doing kind deeds all the time, but not so her son, King David.  One day he was thrown from his horse and suddenly was confronted by an angry stag. When he put his hand up to protect his face the stag turned and walked away. He took this as a sign to change his ways and built the original fortified house down in the valley. The house was built in two sections. Mary, Queen of Scots, occupied the 16th century tower. In the 17th century additions were added to join the other buildings and form the inner courtyard. The ceilings inside were absolutely exquisite. Made of egg white and horsehair they were as fine as any plaster ceiling. The detail and design was incredible. This would not be my choice of residence and it is said that the Queen detests Holyroodhouse. 
There you have some highlights of Edinburgh.


Sunday, September 23, 2012

EDINBURGH, SCOTLAND


A Few City of Edinburgh Highlights

This city of 500,000 is Scotland’s jewel festive epicenter of Scottish culture, as well as an important financial center of the United Kingdom.    Locals call themselves Edinburghers.
Edinburgh has been Scotland’s capitol since the 12th century. Framed by rolling hills and the blue of the Firth of Forth, it is one of Europe’s fairest cities. Half medieval and half Georgian it is often referred to as to as the Athens of the North. In 1999 Edinburgh became the seat of the Scottish Parliament. Filled with history, battles, kings, bold ideas and literary association the city is the gateway to central Scotland. It is a city of contrasts where the past meets the present and ancient streets are filled with the hustle and bustle of modern day city life. Scotland aligned itself with France in 1513, and England burned the city but spared the now famous castle.
In the 12th century Edinburgh was a walled city. The 1707 Act of Union with England moved the power to Westminster. The city is divided into Old Town and New Town. Edinburgh University was founded in 1583.
The seat of centuries of Scotland’s colorful and turbulent history Old Town is best seen on foot. The backbone of Old Town is the famous Royal Mile where kings and queens traversed for centuries. Grassmarket, south of the castle, is where the dreaded gallows hanged convicted criminals and burned witches at the stake.  Many squares, terraces, circuses, wynds and closes crisscross the city interrupting the cobbled streets thus making street numbers very confusing and difficult to find. Numbers are often missing, and follow no logical sequence.
James Craig, only 27 years old, designed New Town with its classical grid design that was the first in Europe. The buildings are Georgian. After New Town was built Old Town became a slum and remained so until a 19th century restoration. Taxes were based on the number of windows in a house, so it is not unusual to see artificial windows on the top floor that reflect no light. New Town dates to the 18th century, the golden age of Edinburgh. Three main streets: Queen, George, and Princes run parallel in the Georgian masterpiece. The rectangular symmetrical grid links Charlotte and St. Andrews Squares.  The first building went up in 1767 and by 1846 Edinburgh was a true British city with a direct rail link to London. Rose Street, directly north of Princes Street, has more pubs per square block than anywhere else in Scotland. Shops and restaurants are nestled between the pubs.  New Town covers one square mile and contains 10,000 buildings that are listed for architectural merit. (The equivalent to our historical building.)
St. Giles Cathedral, Scotland’s principal church, has a turbulent religious history. It was Episcopalian twice. John Knox delivered fiery Presbyterian sermons here that drove Mary, Queen of Scots into exile.
Robert Lewis Stevenson lived at 17 Heriot Row from 1857 to 1880. A sickly and lonely child, he spent a lot of  time in a third floor bedroom window looking out onto the street. A local wealthy citizen who turned into a sort of cat robber in the evening was the inspiration for Stevenson’s Jeckle and Hyde. The lamplighter who came by each evening to light the street lamps inspired his famous poem The Lamplighter.
The Walter Scot Memorial looks like a church spire without a church. In the middle of Princes Street by the park it really is a monstrosity looking very much out of place. Built in 1844, it towers 200 feet over the sidewalk. Inside the spire is a marble statue of Scot sitting in a chair, his favorite dog sitting beside him.
Holyroodhouse, also spelled Holyrood House, was originally built as a 12th century abbey, ruins of which are visible from the courtyard.  A little history: Queen Margaret eventually became Saint Margaret. She was very altruistic, doing kind deeds all the time, but not so her son, King David.  One day he was thrown from his horse and suddenly was confronted by an angry stag. When he put his hand up to protect his face the stag turned and walked away. He took this as a sign to change his ways and built the original fortified house down in the valley. The house was built in two sections. Mary, Queen of Scots, occupied the 16th century tower. In the 17th century additions were added to join the other buildings and form the inner courtyard. The ceilings inside were absolutely exquisite. Made of egg white and horsehair they were as fine as any plaster ceiling. The detail and design was incredible. This would not be my choice of residence and it is said that the Queen detests Holyroodhouse. 
There you have some highlights of Edinburgh.