Archive for September, 2012
After some careful deliberation (about 5 nanoseconds) John convinced me that the kids had really had their holidays while we were in Atlanta, and that we should have a kid-free holiday on our own in September when the kids were back in school. Sounds good to me. But we did want to have some trip with them during the summer, even a small one. We decided on Edinburgh. Everyone I have talked to about the city raves about it. I’ve wanted to see it for some time. And it is super close. August is a great time to see Edinburgh.
The Fringe Festival goes on the whole month. For those who aren’t familiar, it is the world’s largest arts festival, happening the whole months, with literally thousands of acts. Also, there is the Edinburgh Royal Military Tattoo which happens every night in August as well, at the castle.
All six of us flew to Edinburgh on a dime, with RyanAir. People bitch and moan about RyanAir, but if you know what you are getting into (super cheap, zero niceties) then it’s great. We stayed at the Radisson Blu which was just inbetween the old town and the new town. Soph and I had been in the middle of reading the first Harry Potter, so it was perfect timing. I have read the whole series, but she is just now getting into it. Reading it together has been such a joy. So, going to the city that supposedly inspired the author was amazing.
Every corner we turned looked like a scene from the book. Plus, add in the atmosphere of the Festival and some gorgeous August weather, and we were hooked. The hotel faces the castle, which looms above the entire city. So, every night we could see the fireworks that close the nightly tattoo exhibition. The first night we watched from our rooms. The second night, we took all the kids in their pajamas outside in front of the hotel where there was a public square to watch them. Pretty amazing.
We didn’t make any plans before going for which Fringe shows to catch. But there are lots of festival guides around. We picked out a show about amazing bubbles. All three kids got pulled on stage and so did big John. The show host put a bubble around Big John with Lincoln on his shoulders. That’s got to be 8 feet of Gothams in a bubble! The next day we saw a show that involved a lot of potty jokes. Sophie was the most sceptical going in and the boys were super excited. But during the show, it was Sophie and I that were laughing the most at the fart jokes and fake snot. John was laughing but always glancing at me nervously and Lincoln looked flat out annoyed: arms crossed, brows knitted, and at some points putting his head in my lap. After the show, I asked him , “did you not like the show?”. “No. I did NOT. I didn’t like all the mommy jokes.” The comedian had made a lot of jokes at the mommies’ expenses. Like the biggest fart in his “fart collection” belonged to a mom. But I thought it was funny and so did most kids. But I was very touched that my boys were so concerned about my feelings, especially my Linc.
The festival really made the city come alive. Street performers, food vendors, art stalls, magicians. But even without all that, the city itself offers so much. We spent the better part of one day exploring the castle that sits on a high hill above the city. It is actually made up of several buildings and churches and fortifications. The views are outstanding and every kid is fascinated by cannons and castles. It was a fun and relaxing family weekend. I hope we can get back there soon.