Living in Edinburgh, Portobello Beach & Joppa Pans represent perhaps the most exotic nook that the city has to offer. Always choc-a-bloc with sunseekers on a relatively (above 15 degrees) hot day, the east side of the promenade is arguably the most picturesque corner, offering Gothic mansions surrounded by higgledy-piggeldy brick walls, long green lawns, and quirky cafes and bars. When the weather permits, I like to walk along the blustery seafront, pick up shells on the sandy beach, and watch the waves crashing on the shore. Of course, it's not exactly Venice Beach, but it's quaint and homely and cheerful.
Having grown up next to the sea, the Solent to be exact, the big blue doesn't exactly set my heart a-fluttering. While most people gawk with envy after learning that my secondary school was a mere two minutes walk from ocean breezes and views of the Isle of Wight, it could not have seemed more drab to 16-year-old me. Now, after living almost exclusively in city centres since beginning university, I am starting to understand the appeal of al mare. Cathartic, cool, and crisp, the sea, the sea, the sea.
Today, I did my usual walk along the prom, checking out a few of the delightful looking grub-stops along the high-street, and attempting to take pictures of rich people's houses. Very embarrassing, I must say, when an elderly lady comes directly to the window to clearly see the faux-fur clad girl admiring the facade through the lens of her iPhone camera. And, yes, all of the above pictures are taken by iPhone, while it's more than likely that all future graphic content will be, as well. What can I say, I don't have a camera. Anyway, if you're in the Edinburgh area, I most definitely recommend a trip to the city's seaside, while more specific recommendations will have to wait for another hastily scribbled post.
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