As you fellow travelers know, our heads are spinning and our physical bodies are at lest thrice removed from our perception of them. Ah for “beam me up Scottie” with this trip being exceptionally “challenging” with the stress of Newark (that worked out smashingly well we must say), connections at Edinburgh for Glasgow that turned into a panicked hourlong Uber ride to the hotel. But, ain’t it worth it when you’re there!
Finally, after what seemed like 3 days of travel, our hotel, The Grand Hotel Voco, in the absolute heart of downtown Glasgow. It’s adjacent to, and almost part of the train station.
Marsha and I went for a stroll in the eclectic and contradictory and bustling downtown and got back for a 3 pm meeting of the group of 22 Odyssey’s Unlimited travel group with our tour guide, Michael, a local Glaswegian, and a doppelgänger for our dear friend Stephen Fitzpatrick, or at least a long lost cousin (will give you details later, Steve).
We rested a bit and met Michael and the group for an informal walk around the area to start exploring (much to our delight) the “Glasgow Style” of architecture, so important to the world of Architecture itself.
The combination of Scottish art, architecture, humor and protest all combine in these statements – starting with the photo in the upper right.
And with that and the piper and the Piping Center dinner (delicious, including haggis bon bon’s…for real), we meandered to our room. In bed at 10 and up 4 feeling so “refreshed” for our first full, and I do mean full, day. Maybe tomorrow thins will be a bit more coherent?
Have a fabulous time. I adored Scotland.