Glasgow, Scotland

"O ye’ll tak’ the high road, and Ah'll tak' the low (road)
And Ah’ll be in Scotlan' afore ye
Fir me an' my true love will ne-er meet again


On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomon'" 
"The Bonnie Banks o' Loch Lomond", or simply "Loch Lomond" for short, is a well-known traditional Scottish song.

The night train from London got us in and out of this Scottish city that is often overlooked as a tourist stop with Edinburgh only an hour or so East of it.  It still has Protestant and Catholic friction that can best be seen in the Celtic or Ranger football chants but you wouldn't know it on an early winter weekend as everyone is out shopping and attending church.


We took a small coach with a group of eight up to the Highlands stopping at Loch Lommond, Glencoe, Loch Ness, and driving back through Inverness, Sterling, and Falkirk on our way back South. The bens, glens, and lochs (mountains, valleys, lakes) of this country are just amazing and nearly untouched as nearly all the population live near one of their six cities.  Green hillsides covered in sheep and highland cows. We did not see Nessie on our boat ride across Loch Ness but there were some suspicious shadows below.


Special thanks to Michael from Rabbies for guiding us through this country with a Scottish accent that would make just about any piece of history sound interesting.  I still say Braveheart was a hell of a movie even if Hollywood took liberty with the actual facts and cast a short Australian to play who we know to be at least a 6'5" Scot.

Made it to both St. Andrews and Glasgow Cathedral. Drank some Scottish beer and ate some Scottish food (haggis and neeps). Picked up a Scottish accent and will never be the same.

Thank You Scotland!