Roasted 2w ago32 views32 pts
We're sorry. Actually, no we're not.
Edinburgh spent years digging up Princes Street, blew past its budget by hundreds of millions, and built a line that locals still refuse to board on principle. Nothing unites this city like complaining about the trams, and you'd rather take the juddering bus just to spite them. It's the only infrastructure project in history that people hate because it's trying too hard.
Edinburgh's crown jewel is a textbook tourist trap, and every guidebook-reading local knows it. It's a mile of shortbread, plastic Nessies, and cashmere shops where every third door sells the same tartan scarf made somewhere that is definitely not Scotland. Real Edinburghers avoid it like a parking fine and will fight you if you suggest otherwise.
Every summer the Fringe doubles the population, and it feels like it quadruples. Suddenly you can't cross the High Street without dodging a mime, a flyer for a one-man Hamlet in a skip, and a guy playing Old MacDonald on bagpipes. You complain loudly all month, then tell everyone at parties in September that you 'caught a really great show.'
Scotland came up with it in a Stonehaven chippy, and then you watched tourists line up on the Royal Mile to eat it while you've never touched one. Mars wants nothing to do with it, and locals insist nobody actually eats them, yet every chippy within a mile of the castle has a laminated sign. Meanwhile you're out here putting haggis in nachos, burritos, and pizza and calling it 'heritage.'
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