While we were in North Berwick we had to go to Tantallon Castle. Actually this was the main reason we went there.
The castle dates back to 1350AD.
and for the most part – it is still standing!
The bus ride over there was about 6 pounds (there and back) and it was full of beautiful scenery. We passed through some of the countryside with gorgeous yellow fields. I remember when we were doing research for Scotland/Ireland travel i kept seeing rows upon rows of pictures showing beautiful fields. Being able to see these first hand – breathtaking!
Most of these pictures were taken inside of the bus (we really didn’t have a lot of time to explore the fields) so excuse any glare/reflections that you might see.
Once we got to our stop, we were dropped off and walked down the long drive way to get to the “house” where you pay to go and see the castle.
On our way there we kept seeing beautiful flowers/weeds scattered throughout the side road. We stopped, took pictures, marveled over the flowers, and then we were all terrified.
Ok maybe terrified is a strong word choice. You see…as we were near a bush taking a picture, completely lost in the moment, a H.U.G.E. bird came flying out of the bush like it was on crack. Hannah almost peed her pants (she hates birds), Beverly screamed loudly, and Shevy almost fell on her butt…i stood there stunned and silent and then busted out laughing.
…there really are not adequate words to express how incredibly beautiful this place was.
Tantallon Castle is set on a cliff, overlooking the water with vast fields of lush green surrounding it.
You can’t help but feel inspired while being there.
Thinking back to it now, i wish we had spent a little more time at this place.
I wish we had brought a big quilt, some food, and just rested in the grass. I could spend all day here. Looking at the centuries old architecture, smelling the ocean, laughing as grass tickled my feet, reading while being caressed by the seas wind. Building memories; i plan to do that when me and Bo go back.
You’re still able to climb up certain parts of the castle.
Beautiful, steep, spiraling stair cases lead you to different levels…and once you reach the top…prepare yourself. Actually i don’t think you can really prepare yourself for what you will see.
I remember standing there, wind rustling my hair, sun kissing my cheeks, and feeling tears form in my eyes. God created this. This beautiful place, this breath-taking scenery is just a glimpse…a small glimpse of what Heaven will be like.
I’m honestly not giving this scenery justice with my words.
It’s still hard for me to imagine that i was actually there. That i could experience this beauty with my own eyes, ears, and touch…it was not just some picture on pinterest or a story i was told over coffee.
It was real.
I was in a place with rich history, friendly people, a huge sky, and a small finger-print of God’s creation.
I was truly awe-struck.
Instead of me continually talking about how beautiful it is; i’m just going to share pictures.
More pictures than are already on the post so far…so just prepare yourself, or your computer for image overload.
You’re welcome in advance.
Not enough words.
Tantallon Castle was a huge highlight of the trip for me.
I am still awed by the pictures and feel myself drifting back to this place.
If you ever visit this side of Scotland, go here, you won’t regret it