A few weeks after moving here, I kept asking FunkyPlaid what that big group of buildings looming over the city was. Half a year after moving here, I had finally figured out what it was. A couple of years later, befuddled tourists started asking me how to get to the castle. Me! I could hardly... Continue Reading →

I was promised bagpipes. And there were bagpipes. Everything else was icing. Speaking of icing, when I set out for Holyrood Park this morning at my usual brisk warm-up walking pace, I slipped and fell. It wasn't a bad fall, although a passer-by stopped long enough to tell me that I should be walking in... Continue Reading →

Shortly after moving to Edinburgh, I met an extraordinary woman named Laura. She is extraordinary because she somehow picked up the pieces of her life after her son Joshua took his own life at only twenty-two years old. And after she picked up those pieces, she forged ahead to found the Joshua Nolan Foundation the... Continue Reading →

In my haste to submit a story for critique by my writing group, I almost forgot all about Project 365. That means you get a hastily-snapped "here is something on my desk" photo. While my friend Sharks was visiting last month, we spent some memorable days tooling around Edinburgh, chatting and poking our noses into... Continue Reading →

If you ever have to leave a place, I hope that right before you go, someone visits you. I hope that someone visits you and that the someone is still full of wonder and excitement about travel, about newness, about being surprised by a glimpse of a city. Just like our guest was surprised today... Continue Reading →

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