As the day started wet, we decided to head back into Edinburgh and do a bit more of the art. The Scottish National Portrait Gallery was interesting, particularly the exhibition about the Great War.
By the time we’d lunched, we only had time to wander down Dundas Street which is home to some fancier art galleries, but I can’t say much grabbed me, apart from a contemporary landscape photographer who we had a good chat with.
We then headed down the east coast for the border. We are stopping off with ex-neighbours in Berwick-on-Tweed tonight, so crossed the border, waving a fond farewell to Scotland in the process. I should point out that there was no Welcome to England sign, which I thought was disappointing. We found a wild camping spot near to Bamburgh Castle, and got treated to a cracking sunrise this morning.
