Guess where Iβll be going then in 2014?
At least twice? π
Guess where Iβll be going then in 2014?
At least twice? π
My six-day mission to explore Glasgow, to seek out new water of life and new friends, to boldly go where only few kilted men have gone before, has come to an end. Iβm on the bus to London, wearing uncomfortable trousers again and constantly reminding myself not to forget the bottles under my seat.
Glasgow has been a great discovery, this actually is a city I could see myself living in!
My last day in Glasgow I did a final -failed – attempt to find a nice kilt jacket, a last visit to the BrewDog bar to do some essential shopping. Not quite recovered yet from the ceilidh of the night before, I decided to skip the one of Saturday night, and join my new Glaswegian friends on a little pub crawl instead. And for once, I wasnβt the only one wearing a kilt! π
Maybe I could just use this tomorrow instead of the bus? π
Ceilidh at Sloans tonight! π But apparently 20.30 means they start setting up at that timeβ¦