Tiny pebbles slid out beneath my feet as my sneakers hammered into the rough terrain of the steep dirt path. My pulse pounded in my stinging ears as I roughly breathed in and out, puffs of air mingling with the chilling breeze of the morning air. It had taken an hour of wandering the streets of Edinburgh at 5:00 a.m. just to find the damn park; we were four college girls without a smart phone or a GPS—we were completely out of our element. Now, the 4:15 alarm and the mile extra we had walked getting here was all going to be for nothing if I didn’t make it up to the top of this damn hill before the sun rose. I couldn’t hear the steps of the others around me; all I could hear was the sound of my own panting and the thoughts running through my head, what…
I had just one weekend to explore the land of Shakespeare and fish n chips, of Will and Kate and Big Ben, and there is no way I could have done it without one handy little pass. The London Pass is the best decision I made during my two days in the UK version of the Big Apple, and I saw things in London I would never have seen without it. For just £80 I was able to see eight London greats in my two days which in admission prices alone would have cost me over £200—in time it would have cost me much more than the 48 hours I had just in standing in line to wait and buy tickets. First of all, get the mobile app. You don’t even need wifi or data to access your pass once you have bought it and added it to the mobile…
If you are in Edinburgh it is impossible to miss the beautiful castle perched atop the hill of the Royal Mile. The Edinburgh Castle is immaculate and perfectly restored with exhibits showcasing centuries of Scottish history. But, if you take the road less travelled and do a little bit of digging, you will find that Edinburgh Castle is not the only royal fortress of Scotland’s imperial city. Tucked away behind the Palace of Holyrood and Arthur’s Seat sits a castle in the Edinburgh village of Craigmillar. From the city center, take buses 2, 14, or 30 toward Craigmillar or the Royal Infirmary and stumble upon the most well preserved medieval fortress in Scotland. Fields of grass surround the story book fortress and you will be amazed to see this hidden wonder seem to appear in the midst of the Scottish meadows.The castle is described as a ‘league distant from Edinburgh’…
Leaf peeping is a favorite autumn activity in New England, and there is no better place to see the array than the colorful mountains surrounding the Kancamagus Highway in New Hampshire. From Boston, you can cruise up route 93 all the way to the adorable little town of Lincoln, where route 112 begins in the White Mountains. Originally meant to connect Lincoln with the Eastern New Hampshire hub of Conway, the Kancamagus highway has become one of the USA’s most popular autumnal scenic byways. When asking for directions, make sure you ask for the Kank-ah-MAH-gus, or simply the “Kanc.” Opened in 1959, the Kanc is named after a noted Native American of the southern New Hampshire region named Kancamagus, meaning “the fearless one.” Twenty-six miles of the highway have been designated a National Scenic Byway, and driving through the White Mountains during the peak of leaf peeping season, it is…
I escaped Edinburgh on Sunday and decided to explore a famous old fishing village in the Kingdom of Fife. This town is famous for exactly three things: it is known as the home of golf, it has the oldest university in Scotland, and it was where a famous Prince fell in love with a commoner. If you guessed St. Andrews, then you’re right! Which of the clues gave it away for you, the sport, the education, or the love story? Well no matter what your answer, or even if you didn’t have a clue about any of them, St. Andrews is a bustling town of fairytale stone buildings and cobblestoned streets and no matter what your interests may be, it has a little taste of Scotland for everyone. The bus from Edinburgh to St. Andrews was easy—once we found the stop. It was hidden back on George Street which runs…
One of my favorite scenes from the movie “Made of Honor” is when Hannah and her Scottish fiancé, Colin, are sitting at the dinner table discussing baby names with Colin’s Aunt and Uncle. “Little Atholl,” suggests the aunt in her thick Scottish accent, mimicking stroking a baby in her arms. Now to Hannah, as to you or I, Atholl (which sounds exactly like that certain swear used used to reference a jerk) would not be a name we would name a child. But in Scotland, it was the Duke of Atholl who rebuilt the little village of Dunkeld after a 16- hour battle with the Jacobites and piped a water supply for the villagers. Today, a beautiful gothic fountain sits in the oldest part of Dunkeld called the Cross, where the mercat (or market) once stood. This fountain was built in 1866 to commemorate the 6th Duke of Atholl who…
Angus Graham picked us up at 8:00 a.m. sharp. The side of the black minivan read “Skye Island Tours” and standing at the driver’s side door was a man with a broad smile who greeted us with a friendly handshake and a warm hello in a thick Scottish accent. We clambered in and buckled up for the journey to the Misty Isle. Gus was a weathered guide of Skye with humor and wit and years of great stories to tell. He had grown up on the Isle of Skye, but had left to join the army in London. He became a police officer (much to Mom’s sanity as he zigzagged along the narrow roads of Loch Ness from years of experience) and told us he had come back to Skye fifteen years ago. I told him I was a writer working on a blog during my time in Scotland and he says, “Well,…
It is day two of my Scottish adventure! I flew into Edinburgh airport from Dublin on Aer Lingus yesterday with my family and rented a minivan to drive right up through the beautiful Cairngorms National Park on the A9 road to Inverness. It had been 36 hours since we had all slept by that point, so I napped for the majority of the way in the backseat as we drove through. However, when we arrived in Inverness, all eyes were bright and eager to see the town known as the capital of the Highlands. We decided to first find the accommodation we would be staying at. As we are a family of four with three girls (much to my Dad’s patience and grey hairs) we need our space and decided that renting a cottage with three bedrooms and two full bathrooms through AirBnB was our best course of action. We…
If you look closely at the bench, you will see a phrase etched into the stone face. I start with this bench because it is actually the start of my story. “Where’s Galway?” I asked my cousin when he returned from his own semester abroad. Before I even considered which college I wanted to go to, I knew I wanted to study abroad. I don’t know when I decided I wanted to go, I just knew I would travel somewhere old and beautiful. My cousins had gone abroad while I was a freshman in high school, and as they were the closest thing to older siblings that I had, I thought they were pretty bad-ass to travel across an entire ocean alone. It was never a question of where, either. Ireland is where my roots are (as you can see by my ghostly pale face and mane of red hair),…
Hi, I’m Riley! I am a freelance writer based in Boston. I was born and raised in Plymouth, MA, American’s beautiful hometown, therefore designating me from birth as a die-hard Boston sports fan. When I’m not writing and exploring the world, you’ll find me unwinding on weekends in Plymouth with my family and crazy Golden retriever, Mac, reading rom-coms on the beach, or searching out new Pinterest recipes to try. I found my love for travel in college when I studied abroad in Galway, Ireland. I took every weekend to discover new places, and visited seven countries and over 40 towns and cities in those four months. After college, I took the opportunity to travel back across the pond and partake in writing a travel guide for Edinburgh. My dream is to be able to share the thrill of travel and my passion for storytelling with the world as I embark on my…