I’ve arrived now in Glasgow and the reason why I haven’t blogged for a while is the COST. I’m so sick of it, I am hoping and praying that it won’t be like this in Europe. As Jerry Seinfeld says about airports, “twelve dollars for a sandwich, we think that’s about right”, the same goes here for everything, from Internet cafes to bus rides.
Anyway, I really enjoyed my time in Newcastle with Tregan. She was the perfect host, taking me to Durham one day where we saw the World Heritage Listed Durham Castle and Cathedral where Harry Potter was filmed, which still is used by the University of Durham. We also had traditional British fish n chips by the seaside in Tynemouth, and they taste so much better! Just like chocolate here, which has the same packaging (ie, Cadbury), but it just tastes so much better! I don’t think I can go back.
Anyway, off I then went to Edinburgh, or should I say Australia. I spoke to more Australians there than Scots. Edinburgh was just lovely. Usually there is one lovely building in a street, but in Edinburgh its just one lovely building after another. And guess what. I hiked. Yes, I hiked, and this little bunny doesn’t hike. I walked two thirds of the way up Arthur’s Seat before I conked out, but there you go. And I think hiking is a little overrated. Once I got up there, it was “okay, nice view”. Then down I went again, wheezing and coughing.
I’m a bit Mary Queen of Scots-ed out as well. I took a tour of Holyrood House, which is where Queenie still stays in July. I stood in the exact spot where Mary’s secretary was murdered by her husband which was pretty cool, but the palace itself was quite dark and gloomy, so I agree with Queen Vicky when she decided to spruce it up a bit.
Tregan came up to spend yesterday with me, and we hit Ediburgh Castle (yes, more walking) for the pricely sum of £11 (yep, eleven pounds, we think that’s about right). I really could have spent all day in there, but off then we went to see Scottish Parliament where a Labour MP was trying to argue for the return of conscription. Interesting country, Scotland. We then explored 17th century Edinburgh at Mary King Close, an underground village that’s been preserved after a larger building was built on top of it, and its only been open for the last ten or so years.
In reference to the title – they’re all everywhere. People must actually buy kilts here, as there are specialty stores everywhere. Instead of buskers singing or playing the guitar, on street corners there were bagpipers (correct terminology…?) And as for haggis, I tried it last night and it was yummy! However as it was Ash Wednesday I had the vegetarian kind so I think I got off lightly…
I’ve only been in Glasgow for a few hours now but after Ediburgh it was always going to be hard to please. It seems like a really large city without a lot of character so far, but I’m off in a minnie to see St Mungo’s Museum of Religion which sounds boring but I’ve been told is great. It’s in the cathedral district so thankfully I’ll be away from all the department stores and office towers for a while.
Tomorrow I’m off to Manchester to see a bit more sport – the home of football this time, Old Trafford. Was trying to get to St Andrew’s to see the home of golf, but my timing was off. Watched an entire game of soccer the other night, Celtic and Milan, and there was no score. Stupid game.