I miss Pride and Prejudice. It is Wurthing Heights week and my greatest praise after analyzing the living daylights out of that book is that Heathcliff just finally died. I wish I could say I admired is "devotion" and "passion" for Katherine but no, just no.That is over-simplifing the story to almost a criminal level.
Yet again, I rant.
A far, far, more pleasant report is York and Edinburgh this weekend. I stayed in York for Friday and Edinburgh for Saturday and Sunday- Sunday night returning to Harlaxton.
If you can, I highly recommend walking the entire wall around York. It was part of the towns protection and now continues to be regularly stormed by English families on holiday.
I fell in love with Edinburgh. I love how the streets and buildings are connected together like the mind of a mad man in the Old Town. I love the bohemian allure with art gallery, independent bookstores, tattoo shops, and street artists. I think every traveler should find a foreign city to truly, truly love and yearn to go back to and that for me is Edinburgh.
I'm off to Lincoln in ten minutes and this weekend, I guarantee nothing but Liverpool to visit. Check back later (sooner than last time I hope)!
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