Ford the Firth of Forth to Fife

The beautiful beach

As the title indicates, today Tom took us to Fife! Fife is the area just north across the firth of the river Forth (I know, who thought of these name?) from Edinburgh. It was so gorgeous – the classic British coastal towns you see in pictures. First, we stopped on our drive to look out across the Forth at the two bridges that cross it. One is a rail bridge built in the 1800s that even now is an engineering feat. It’s also quite beautiful!

The rail bridge across the firth of the Forth     The Fife Coastal Path

We then drove for about an hour to a small town, from whence we started walking along the Fife Coastal Path. It was so unbelievably breathtaking. The wild beaches along with the impossibly green fields was beyond expectations. And did I mention there were ruins? We saw three separate sites of ruins along our short walk, one of which was practically a small castle! The countryside was so peaceful and unspoiled. This is what I came to Scotland to see.

The beach Ruins Danielle and I on our hike

The fields meeting the beach Our beautiful trek Impressive ruins

haay        A church and graveyard       The view looking back

At the end of our walk, we stopped in the BEST fish and chips shop in the UK (at least that’s what they tell me). And it was indeed delicious! As much as I know about fish and chips (nothing), it was great!

Anstruther Fish and Chips!        

From there, we went on to the town of St. Andrews. Despite having a perhaps more famous university than Edinburgh, it’s so cute and small! It just seemed like another beach town. And it was gorgeous. We walked by a girl on the cliffs painting the cathedral and castle ruins – she clearly thought it was beautiful too!

The cliffs   At the St. Andrews Castle   View from the castle

Inside the castle with JohnnyWe got to go in the St. Andrews Castle ruins, which have mines and counter-mines beneath them (that we got to go in to!). Basically, one day some enemies decided the best way to get into the castle was to dig a tunnel under the city walls. The people in the castle then decided the best way to stop them was to also dig a tunnel and intercept their tunnel (a little circuitous, I know). But it worked, so I guess I should shut up. We got to see where the counter-mine met the mine.

We also saw the cathedral ruins and were able to climb up one of the towers. It was a gorgeous view. Not as high as the New Church in Delft, but I ain’t complaining! The cathedral itself was destroyed in the Reformation, but the ruins were amazing. So big! It must have been spectacular in its day.

St. Andrews Cathedral     Ruins in the St. Andrews cathedral     View of St. Andrews

Finally, we got a group pic at the St. Andrews golf course, on the Swilcan Bridge between the 1st and 18th fairways. Famous golfers like to take their picture on the bridge to mark the end of their professional career. So here we are!

Everyone at St. Andrews golf course

Fireworks!After the 1.5 hr bus drive back, we quickly ate dinner and walked up to Princes Street to watch the yearly fireworks shot off the castle to celebrate the end of the Fringe Festival. They were so spectacular. I have never seen fireworks like this. They were paired with music based on the works of Shakespeare, and the combination was mesmerizing. They were shot right off Edinburgh castle, and the best part was that the lower pieces would cascade down the rock face. At one point they had an entire waterfall of light falling down the cliffs – one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. I can’t imagine getting to see something like this every year!

Sorry this got a little lengthy – today was choice. I hope to have more like it!

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