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"Tantallon Castle", North Berwick
For breakfast, We ate the sandwiches we had bought yesterday and headed to the station. After a 40-minute train ride, We arrived at North Berwick, the final stop. There is a quaint castle on the head of the cliff. It was very hazy and chilly. I walked quite a distance to the castle, my heart pounding, and gave up on climbing up the castle. In the thick fog, while my son explored many parts of this castle, I looked up at the ruined castle overlooking the sea and drew it.
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