Well there is a sort of Mexican or Spanish theme happening here amongst Harry Potter university buildings and bagpipes. I am staying at 46 Gray Street, a stone terrace house beside the beautiful Kelvingrove Park. You can walk into the city centre through the park (which I did yesterday) past the river with otters, and a whole heap of other Scottish wildlife, including cool skateboarders at the skate park. Glasgow is much edgier than Edinburgh with very interesting people watching, great art and fantastic music. I strolled up to Kelvington Art Gallery and Museum after I arrived yesterday. It seemed a bit fitting that I should go in search of a pretty cool Spaniard. The guest-house that I am in was built in 1880 for a wealthy timber merchant and was converted to a guest house in 1967 and named the Alamo; a nod to ancestors who fought in the battle of the Alamo.
Had a great flight over. Watched the fantastic US series, The Bridge. They do a Scandinavian one as well, but the US one was just fabulous. The journey went by really quickly with Mexican organised crime, corruption and the drug cartels. Diane Kruger was totally fantastic … I just loved her role as a detective with Aspergers, who amused me no end, and broke up what was at times challenging viewing, as the serial killer played havoc along the Texas-Chihuahua border. I managed to fit in a few episodes of the House of Cards as well which was equally fabulous
I arrived in to the Scottish summer – yes 14 C and went for a really long walk. Visited Dali at the art gallery – Maxine, it was fantastic!
Fell into bed exhausted at 6pm – just couldn’t stand up any longer – missed dinner and of course was wide awake at 3am starving. I did ponder whether I should wander down and check out whether the Glasgow Maccas that I passed is open at 3am but decided the drug lords had scared me witless so should stay put in my lovely Scottish bed.
Sleeping under the stars 