After visiting Stirling, we carried on to Glasgow. Our place there was in the city centre, less than a 10 minute walk to the main shops and restaurants. We were staying in an “infill” house, on a lane, in an area of one way streets. After we found our spot and parked the car, we left it until we drove to the airport.
It was bright, modern and spacious.
Of course, we walked to the grocery store most days. The biggish Tesco was on Sauchiehall St., a pedestrian mall for these few blocks.
On our first full day in Glasgow, Doug and Wendy went to visit Doug’s aunt, who he hadn’t seen for over twenty five years. Our visit coincided with Auntie’s birthday so it made it extra special. We also had the chance to meet Doug’s cousin, whom he had never met.
We visited her at her place in East Killbride, once a small village and now a suburb of Glasgow. Here’s a view of the village centre.
East Killbride is about a half hour train ride from Glasgow, which meant we got to experience Glasgow Central. The train ran right on time and it let us see a bit of the countryside.
While we were out of town, Joanne and Bill explored Glasgow on foot. Here’s a view of Glasgow Cathedral.
Glasgow is known for its art scene. There are murals throughout the city and Joanne and Bill found this one, titled: “Honey, I shrunk the kids!”
That night we recounted our day over beers and artisanal pizzas at Shilling Brewing Co., a brewery in the city centre.
The next morning, as we walked to see the sights, we got this view from the pedestrian overpass of the M8, the main highway that cuts right through town.
We headed over to Kelvingrove Park.
The rhododendrons were in bloom. You can see the University of Glasgow in the background.
The Kelvingrove Museum is adjacent to the park. We spent a couple of hours there and could have spent longer. The Spitfire was Doug’s favourite display. Wendy enjoyed the nature exhibits, especially the stuffed birds.
Here is a display of the life stages of the gannet.
Then on to the transportation museum, just a 10 walk away. Here’s Doug in front of the car he learned to drive on, called an Anglia, which was known as a Ford Cortina in Canada.
That day was our last one in Scotland. Next post will be about Bruges, Belgium and our bike/barge tour to Amsterdam.
2 thoughts on “Glasgow, Scotland”
I’m really enjoying your photos and descriptions. Tell Doug to be prepared to use his most excellent French in Belgium. In NL everyone speaks perfect unaccented English so they will be easier to understand than Scotland. Looking forward to more blog posts and photos.
Brings back memories. Thanks for sharing your journey.