. . . this past weekend, left the city behind for a leisurely countryside drive, a stop in the most quaint café [for coffee and an exquisite slice of apricot tart], and a day in the picturesque town of gullane, about twenty miles outside of edinburgh, to spend the day on the east coast of scotland, amongst perfectly manicured golf courses and cosy inns, grassy dunes and miles upon miles of sandy beaches; under the ever-changing light — from golden, to ethereal shades of dusky violet and pink the colour of daydreams — it would be, one of the best days, ever, at least so far . . .
. . . and as with every beach anywhere in the world for as long as can remember, always a moment to search for a few rocks and seashells to bring home as a reminder of that day . . .
. . . and in the golden sun, just the two of us.
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If planning a day trip to the east coast, the café we stopped at is called:
[I ordered the apricot tart, which was utterly delicious & highly recommended, along with the best americano to date; P ordered the peanut slice, rich and decadent, and a mocha, which came with whipped cream and chocolate shavings — also decadent!]
And if you’re planning to spend the night, P discovered this Edwardian Country House: