Edinburgh for The Romantics: a Friday-to-Monday weekend
Volcanic rock, black stone, and a city built in two minds.
The weekend for two. Terraces at dusk, a table booked weeks ago, a walk home the long way. Nothing before ten, nothing rushed, one extravagance you will talk about for years.
Friday: Among the stones
- Greyfriars Kirkyard
Table tombs lettered with the names Rowling borrowed, Bobby's statue at the gate, and the castle over the wall; go in by the back gate from George IV Bridge as the light goes.
- Folk session at Sandy Bell's
A narrow pub where fiddlers have played nightly since the 1950s; take a half of heavy and the seat by the wall.
- Café St Honoré
A candlelit French bistro down a New Town lane, with Scottish produce and a short wine list. Ask for a table by the window, and walk home along Queen Street.
Saturday: Palaces and the Water of Leith
- Dean Village
Mill cottages and the red turrets of Well Court in the gorge below the city; follow the Water of Leith walkway to Stockbridge and stop at St Bernard's Well.
- Palace of Holyroodhouse
Mary Queen of Scots' supper room where Rizzio was stabbed, then the roofless abbey nave where the kings of Scotland were buried.
- Café St Honoré
A Parisian bistro hidden in a New Town lane, mirrors and bentwood chairs, and a wine list that leans to the Loire.
Sunday: The unfinished acropolis
- Calton Hill and the National Monument
Twelve columns of a Parthenon abandoned in 1829 when the money ran out, and the best view of the whole city for the price of a short climb.
- Rosslyn Chapel
Take the 37 bus to the collegiate chapel of 1446, the Apprentice Pillar, the green men and the carved cubes nobody has decoded.
- The Witchery by the Castle
Oak panelling, red leather and tapestries by candlelight at the top of the Royal Mile; order the hand-dived scallops.
Monday: The makars' farewell
- The Writers' Museum
Burns, Scott and Stevenson in a 1622 townhouse with a tripping step built into the staircase to catch intruders.
- Canongate Kirkyard
Robert Fergusson's grave with the headstone Burns paid for, and Clarinda, the married woman Burns wrote his best letters to; read one on the bench.
- Clarinda's Tearoom
Lace tablecloths, soup and a scone near the foot of the Royal Mile, named for the woman in the kirkyard next door.