You guys, I really believe that we need three-day weekends. Saturday and Sunday just aren’t enough. Ugh. Anyway, a couple of weekends ago Will and I went to Glasgow. This was the first time we explored Glasgow together… the first … Continue reading
Is there a place near where you live that you’d like to visit, and kind of feel like you should because it’s so close, but just haven’t? And people are shocked you haven’t been there yet because it’s just so close? Well, that’s Glasgow for me. It’s less than an hour on the train and it’s so cheap to get there. How has it taken me this long to check the place out?
Anyway, yeah, it’s taken me two years to get to Glasgow. I don’t know that much about it except that it’s larger than Edinburgh, has better shopping, it’s a grid (much like New York City), there are some really rough parts, the Glaswegian accent is incomprehensible, it has some of the most die-hard football (soccer) fans in the world, and it rains more. Yeah, you heard me, it rains more! That could be the reason why I haven’t tried to visit. But, when my friend Aya said she was running in a half marathon on Glasgow I thought this would be chance to go check out the big city on the west.
The three of us got there just in time to get Aya to her wave and so Kengo and I went to find a spot to cheer for her at the start. After we failed to spot her in the sea of runners we walked around to try and catch her at one of the check points.
After spotting the fastest runner, a Kenyan (duh!), we waited for Aya to come running by on some bridge… while it rained.
And then somehow we missed her. We were the worst cheerleaders. In Kengo’s defense he thought we should head to finish before I did and I kept saying, “But how could we miss her?! Do you really think we missed her?” And so we stayed longer just to make sure. But, having left my face-recognition goggles at home I should have conceded and just gone to the finish line. My b.
And there she was waiting for us. And she had been waiting for a while… worst. cheerleaders. ever.
So, then we went to go find a place to eat and where Aya could change.
Afterwards we headed over to Glasgow’s Street Feastival. I had heard about the Street Feastival from this post by Mary over in My Life in Scotland and so I really wanted to check it out. Besides, who doesn’t love a good food festival? No one. Ever. Now, I do realize that we could have eaten at the food festival, but as my dad always says, “hindsight is 20-20.”
The food festival was really cool! It was much better than Edinburgh’s food festival we went to last summer (we paid £10 each to get in and still paid £5-6 for a plate of food. At this one we only paid £2 each to get in. Glasgow 1: Edinburgh 0). I also liked how cozy it was and the variety of food that was available. There was asian food, caribbean food, coffee, scottish food, cider, and desserts! Seriously, I want to go back next year!
After the festival we headed back to the train station and stopped in some stores along the way. I really enjoyed Glasgow. I can’t believe it took me this long to make it over there but it’s now on my to-do list as soon as Will comes home! I know it’ll take several trips to really get a feel for everything it has to offer but now that I’ve gotten a taste (literally) I’m keen for more!