The bus trip down was easy peasy. We picked up the #37 from North Bridge at the whopping price of £1.60. After a relaxing hour winding through the Scottish countryside, we reached our destination.
The chapel was originally supposed to be just the top portion of a much larger cross, but money ran out. Over the centuries (!!) the chapel has gone through periods of disrepair and neglect, but it somehow survived Cromwell (by becoming his stable) and nature itself when there were no windows to keep out the rain, wind and vines. In the 1800s the chapel was enclosed and a new entrance was built on. You can really see the difference in the stone. Can you imagine what it must look like during a beautiful sunset?
But there were more craftsmen to be had. So many, in fact, the local town of Roslin was established to house them all. There, we stopped at the Original Rosslyn Inn for lunch. Prescott had the traditional fish n' chips.