These plaques located in a court preserve a small piece of Edinburgh's history.

The bell that once tolled atop a lost Edinburgh gate now hangs for all to see.

The Scottish Reformation leader's grave was paved over and is now a parking lot.

Edinburgh's oldest statue hides within a parking lot behind the city's iconic cathedral.

This unusual statue overlooking the Royal Mile has an interesting backstory.

A six-ton wedding present for the King of the Scots.

This 16th-century close preserves an unusual piece of Edinburgh's transportation history.

The colorful stairs are made with marble from the world's major quarries.

Touching this 18th-century Scottish philosopher’s toe allegedly conjures good fortune.

Remnants of the 16th-century defensive wall still stand unassumingly within Edinburgh.

The most loyal of little dogs, or a Victorian era publicity stunt?

The final resting place of soldiers' loyal canine companions.

Anonymously sculpted and donated, these sculptures made from poetry books and pages are sprinkled around the city.

This small museum in a 17th-century building honors three iconic Scottish writers.

Overlooked by many, the two famous Scottish warriors guard the main gate of Edinburgh Castle.

These steps offer a breathtaking view of one of Europe's most besieged fortresses.

This otherwise ordinary close on the Royal Mile constituted the end of the world for Edinburgh’s poorest residents.

A sweet symbol marks the place where torturous executions were once carried out.

Now home to a drinking establishment, this building has a macabre history.

The heads of two giant mythological water horses honor Scotland's horselord past.

This obscure walkway links Edinburgh’s Old Town with one of the city's prime vantage points.

This historic pub has maintained much of its 1906 decor, including a small sequestered room for women, where orders were slipped through a tiny window.

A 18th century graveyard and its astonishing cortege of macabre iconography.

This 17th-century street hidden beneath Edinburgh was once a breeding ground for the black death.