Nothing to do with the 1985 movie of the same name although perhaps the title is vaguely in keeping with the “Grand Tour” theme.
Regardless of any such associations, here for your enjoyment, is the view from our hotel room in Edinburgh.
We arrived here on a spectacular autumn day of sunshine and frost although the light wind managed to be particularly biting thus forcing the purchase of gloves, scarves, and hats.
We also visited a coffee shop on Queensferry Street to warm up with hot chocolate and pastries.
During the “Scottish Enlightenment” of the late 18th / early 19th centuries Edinburgh was known as a “hotbed of genius”.
In the 21st century Edinburgh has become a beautiful, historic, cultural venue full of festivals and charm.
Today the Ted family descend upon the unsuspecting streets of the City although we have been here before.
In 2003 we had travelled about 35 miles to have our photograph taken in Charlotte Square; in 2016 our journey was a tad longer – more in the order of 5,000 miles.
The Grand Tour was the traditional trip of Europe undertaken by mainly upper-class European young men of means, or those of more humble origin who could find a sponsor. The custom flourished from about 1660 until the advent of large-scale rail transport in the 1840s, and was associated with a standard itinerary. It served as an educational rite of passage. Though primarily associated with the British nobility and wealthy landed gentry, similar trips were made by wealthy young men of Protestant Northern European nations on Continental Europe, and from the second half of the 18th century, by some South and North Americans. The tradition declined with the lapse of neo-classical enthusiasm and after rail and steamship travel made the journeys much easier when Thomas Cook made the “Cook’s Tour” of early mass tourism a byword.
And so our clan of Scottish origin sets off on a personalized, albeit somewhat Scotland specific, Grand Tour. The children are heading rapidly to the age where they will not have any great interest in “hanging” with their geriatric parents on vacation and so I have decided to take them on a tour of their ethnic roots before it is too late.
Little Ted, who is now taller than his Daddy, travelled to Scotland with me in 2014 and had a really good time; it is in great part due to his enthusiasm for a return visit that has persuaded his mother and sister to agree to take this trip over Thanksgiving when Scotland will be enduring temperatures in the low 50F’s accompanied by rain and / or misty conditions.
DAY 01:
Eighteen hours of air travel stuffed inside a variety of low humidity aluminum tubes with a succession of coughing and snoring people with whom one would never, in normal circumstances, choose to be in such close proximity for even the shortest time never mind a six hour trans-atlantic journey.
Touch nothing
Maintain a good level of hydration (non alcoholic)
and try not to lose it with your fellow passengers no matter the provocation.
Hopefully there will be a “DAY 02” entry tomorrow – wish me luck!