One day, with time to kill, I wandered up to Princes Street and stumbled (more or less) on the Parish Church of St. Cuthbert's. Nestled among the gardens, with Edinburgh Castle looming large above it, it has a decent sized cemetery. Warnings to visitors to not go traipsing among the tombstones seem like good advice, given the sheer size and obvious weight of some of them, and their propensity for falling over at times. I ran into another photographer while wandering who happened to be another Canon User. We said hello. Made for a nice feeling of solidarity in this beautiful setting in a strange land.
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