When I took this photo yesterday morning (apart from the surprise in spotting a moment when there was no one on this part of Princes Street) I expected that the sun was going to disappear not too soon after. I’d remembered my sunglasses, brought a salad for lunch and had tentatively pencilled in a stroll for my lunch break – it was clearly going to rain. All those ‘omens’ in my life made precipitation virtually inevitable. But – apparently – I missed a memo somewhere and it turns out that I’m not the center of the universe (who knew?) and thus can have no discernible effect on the weather. After I came to this stark realisation I wandered off to the office and the sun shone all day.
I think this photo pretty much represents Edinburgh in most people’s eyes at the moment: Sun, blue skies, the Castle and *insert expletives here* tram works. And the news I heard today – when they reopen Princes Street for the festival they’re closing George Street (or at least part of it) so it can be used for alfresco dining. Oh joy.
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