Here I am in the midst of the madness that is the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. I thought Toronto’s Fringe Festival, with its 150+ shows in two weeks was impressive and enjoyable, but Edinburgh has about 1,000 offerings that include comedy, music, theatre and tours.
In addition to its usual summer visitors, the city is filled with theatre buffs gorging on a banquet of one-hour performances by troupes from all over the world. Not only is there wonderful theatre; there’s a chance to chat with people from everywhere!
Today alone, I ate breakfast with a woman from Buxton, England, had cream tea (tea and scones) with a pair of chance-met Canadian sisters, one from Vancouver and the other from Regina. All we needed was someone from the Maritimes for a coast-to-coast sweep! I also conversed with a couple from Germany over a later cup of tea, chatted with a young couple from Sheffield, England, in the waiting line for a show and went to see some young women from Northwestern University (outside Chicago) whom I’d met accidentally on Thursday perform in a show.
Yesterday, I took a walking tour with a pair of Italian sisters and did a whisky tasting with some Americans and a German. Tomorrow, I’m off on an organized day tour, so heaven knows whom I’ll meet. It’s absolutely wonderful – it adds such spice to an already tasty experience.
With so many shows going on, as well as a classical music festival, Edinburgh is packed with tourists. If you look at this photo taken on the Royal Mile (the street running from Edinburgh Castle to Holyrood Palace), you would think you were at Times Square in NYC! It’s tough to get anywhere fast if you’re walking downtown, so you need to build time into your schedule.
I toured Edinburgh Castle this morning, and its name is something of a misnomer, because it’s a walled fortress with myriad building inside. It’s still a working military venue in the evenings, but during the day, tourists rule. Since I’ve been spending so much time at the theatre, I wanted to be sure to add a bit of Edinburgh history to the program.
It was a real treat because the castle is now home to the Stone of Destiny, also known as the Stone of Scone, the stone on which all Scottish kings were crowned. The British moved it to Westminster Abbey a few hundred years ago to be used in conjunction with the Coronation Chair, and the Scots so bemoaned its loss that a group of university students broke into the Abbey on Christmas Eve during the 1960s and liberated the stone, planning to bring it back to its rightful land. Although they had to return the stone anonymously when the trail got too hot, their efforts obviously struck a chord at Buckingham Palace, because 20 years ago, the stone came home. There’s a wonderful movie about this caper, so I just had to see the stone myself!
Now, it’s off for my last Fringe show – the third today. Fittingly, it’s a Canadian production written by the wonderful Toronto playwright, Hannah Moscovitch, about her father’s family and its Romanian refugee roots – so, a little Jewish-Canadian connection, too. We Canucks have a large presence on stage at the Fringe this year in honour of Canada’s 150th birthday.
Fringe madness this may be, but it’s a great party!