After class we went to the national Gallery of Scotland. After the bus dropped us off at Princes Street we took a lea-shurly (that's how you pronounce leisure here) stroll through the Princes Street Gardens. The garden used to be a North Loch until it was filled in the 19th century when the city expanded its boundary to build New Town. It's a really pretty, truly public space- both tourists and locals use it. It sits below Edinburgh castle so it's seems hidden although it's right in the middle of the city. The National Gallery was the best laid out museum I've been to. The collection started on the left wing and spiraled to the second floor. The curators were very polite, the men wore plaid pants and the women wore plaid skirts. I was really impressed by the number of William Turner paintings I saw, I later found out it's the largest WT collection. The Albrecht Durer collection also happened, his prints were even more detailed in life then in textbooks- crazzzy. I loved the museum.
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