I spent my summer hols as a human Baedeker for my siblings' first trip to Europe. Background reading—Our Island Story by H.E. Marshall (lifesaver!) and A History of Britain by Antonia Fraser—map navigating, language interpreting, currency conversion mental calculating, photo taking... you name it, I had to do it. But what FUN.
I'll likely write more detailed travel posts on No Modern Ariadne, but here are some of my favourite photos. Mostly ones on those rare sunny days.
And yes, I think we did spend too much time in old churchyards. :))
Isn't my sister pretty?!
Post title taken from Norman MacCaig's poem, November Night, Edinburgh.
A wears clothes that weren't warm enough.