What else happened in Glasgow?

(continuation of my previous post)

Well the next day, Steve had to work at the Vodaphone store in the city, so we all felt a little bad for keeping him up. Especially as we found out later the next morning that he actually missed his bus and was late for work! But Steve, being such a nice guy, refused to blame us - even thought he only got three hours' sleep with work only finishing at 5.30pm.

The rest of us left at Steve's place (Dino, Sa, me) woke up at about 9.30 and found ourself being attended to by Steve's lovely parents! His dad had arranged a yummy porridge breakfast for all of us before we caught the bus into the city. What an awesome fella.

Steve's place is somewhat on the outskirts of the Glasgow city greater, so we had to catch a bus in. It's amazing that you need only drive 30mins out of the city to get to fields of grass with sheep in them. And then within five minutes on the road, you're in suburbia, quite similar to any Perth suburb.
As you can see, it's a really beautiful place.

After a 40 min ride on the bus, we found ourselves in metropolis again, with big steep concrete buildings lining several blocks of streets. We might have gotten lost if not for the tactical nous of "Streetwise" Dino, who is getting more and more streetwise every day.

As you can see from the above pic, it's quite different to Edinburgh.

We spent the morning just looking around the place, and shopping down one of the malls, close to Steve's Vodaphone shop. We met him as he came out to talk to us a few times, and then met up with Jane and Hamish - who had made their way down into the city from Hamish's flat. Duy unfortunately couldn't make it - he was feeling a little crappy in the head after overindulging the the merry-making the night before.


We actually had some Asian food for lunch, as e had all been craving it for weeks by now - but the price was simply exorbidant. £9 for Singapore noodles? You're having a laff. But we paid for it, and they weren't too bad, although not what you'd call authentic. But what would you expect.

The plan that night was to eat out with Steve and then go to watch his cousin sing a gig at this pub where they do old traditional Scottish music. Unfortunately, by this time, including Hamish's gal Karishma and Andrea, there were 9 of us altogether, and finding a table for 9 on a Sat night is not that easy. We eventually found an Indian buffet (which was delicious by the way) but by the time we wanted to go to the gig, we had missed it.


Plan B was to just walk around Glasgow and take in the nightlife there - which we did, despite out tiredness. We eventually got back to Steve's place by about 2am and all fell asleep.

The next day we woke up late and Steve's folks again attended to our breakfasting needs, cooking some scrambled eggs on bagels (which they love here) which was delicious as usual.

We then bade farewell to the Millars as Steve drove us back to Hamish's house for a brief rendezvous with Jane and Duy (and a bagpipe demo!) before heading back to Edinburgh.

Thanks Steve and Hamish!