Monday, we got up early and caught a train from Edinburgh to Glasgow. Catie and I were kind of scared to go to Glasgow, because we'd heard things like it was the stabbing capital of the UK and things like that. However, we did not get stabbed or molested in anyway in while there. So that was nice. The train ride from Edinburgh to Glasgow was beautiful. I just loved Scotland so much. I really want to go back. Once in Glasgow, we checked into the hostel and then went to Glasgow Cathedral, which managed to escape the English Reformation with minimal damage, luckily, and the Necropolis. The Necropolis is this giant cemetery built on a hill starting in the 1830's, I think, and it was lovely to be there in November with the leaves falling and the sun shining and the air just a little bit chilly. We got up to the top of the hill, and it started raining a little bit, but the sun was still out, so all of sudden, there was this rainbow right over the head of the statue of John Knox at the top of the hill. It was fantastic.
Then we went to St. Mungo's Museum of Religious Art and Life, which wasn't as interesting as I had hoped, but was free, so who cares? They did talk about Celtic Christianity with relation to the Scots, though, so that was cool. After that, we went to a Gallery of Modern Art. Some of the artwork was really just out there, but there were some interesting pieces as well. Then we had to go to Primark, a cheap UK clothing store, because Catie needed a sweater, then we went to Pizza Hut and back to the hostel. We were going to go out to see the fireworks for Bonfire Night (5 November), but it was cold and we could see them from the window. We did go down to the hostel bar and talked to the bartender, who was a student at one of the universities in Glasgow from Belfast. He asked us why we were studying in Norwich, "because there are so many English people there". We went to another pub across the street for a little, too.
I would have pictures, but Blogger is having problems right now, so those'll have to wait. I was going to do two entries today, but my entry for last Tuesday really needs illustration, so you'll just be getting the one, then.
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3 comments:
Why would you go to Pizza Hut in England? is the english food that bad that you need an american franchise?
-Weston
Whoa, whoa, whoa--I wasn't in England at that point. You'd better watch it if you ever get over here. Scotland is NOT England, and they get very upset if you make that mistake.
We went because we were really hungry and wanted pizza, and it was right down the road from the hostel. Actually, all the English food I've had has been excellent. I did not actually have traditional Scottish food except some packaged shortbread. I don't know what people are talking about when they say the English have bad food. It's no worse than Wisconsin food, and is in the same class--meat, potatoes, bread, fried crap.
meh, its all british...
wisconsin food is truly terrible, and lacking in creativity.
-ston
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