You’re steps from Mary King’s Close, a buried street where plague victims were locked away. Tour guides there will tell you about ghosts, but the real horror is the cost of a pint on the Royal Mile. It’s criminal—like £7 for a lager that tastes like it was brewed in a hobbit’s bathtub.
Premier Inn Edinburgh City Centre Royal Mile Hotel
Also, Edinburgh has more “closes” (narrow alleys) than a keychain factory. One leads to a secret garden, another to a pub with a 400-year-old ghost. And yes, there’s a close named Fleshmarket Close, which sounds like a really bad butchers’ union meeting.
