Hospitality & Sights in Glasgow

I stayed in Glasgow in a suburb called Giffnock with Margaret's family - her hubby Don, & grown boys Allen & Ian. It was a lively home with lots going on at all time. Ian just arrived home from a trip to Australia, & Allen was going off to California on a holiday with his mates. So, at times there was pandemonium with so many things that needed to be sorted.
I managed to get myself in to see Glasgow one day. Couldn't believe it though - I actually left my camera back at the house, so was forced to limit my photos to a few crappy ones taken on my mobile. Not happy Jan!!!
So I took a train into the city & walked over to the Glasgow Cathedral first, which was completed way back in the 1400s. Just behind the Cathedral on the hill was a cemetery called the Necropolis which has been a burial ground since the beginning of recorded history. The tombstones there were simply magnificent, overlooking Merchant City & the wider city of Glasgow.
Then on to St Mungo Museum of Religious Life & Art just across the road from the Cathedral. It showcased artifacts & info on on range of religions & cultures in the world - fascinating!!

Rendevous at Delmonicas

Finally I arrived in Glasgow - a few hours late, but better late than never. Margaret & Don (who I met in the Ice Bar in Stockholm) met me at the airport &, after a quick tour of a couple of local sights, ferried me to their home. Without a bag, there really wasn't much to unpack.
After numberous texts back & forth to arrange a time to catch up, Paul (lovely friend from Sydney who flew in to Glasgow the previous day) & I finally set a time & place to meet.
And meet we did, after several delays, at Delmonicas which I realised when I arrived there before Paul, is a gay bar. My 20 min wait was, therefore, an interesting one.
Then he arrived. After big hugs & kisses (purely platonic ones, I assure you), we headed in to the bar to start our catch up. Time whizzed by & after a few drinks we headed to another bar (quite swish really) to chat some more & have a few more drinks.
I really didn't have anything planned for that eve, so decided to head out with Paul & some Glaswegian friends of his for an asian meal.
So, a good feast of old friendship & goss was had that night. It was truly wonderful to see a friend from Sydney!

Bloody British Airways!

I checked my bags through from Schiphol Airport (Amsterdam) to Glasgow, even though I had a connecting flight at Gatwick. But by the time I reached Gatwick & turned my mobile on again, I'd received a text message that my flight to Glasgow had been cancelled. Bugger!!
I was really looking forward to catching up with a dear friend from Sydney in Glasgow that afternoon. BA said they could put me on a flight in to Edinburgh - no thank you! So a wait of a few hours & a coach transfer into London Airport & I finally boarded another plane to Glasgow.
Unfortunately, they either forgot or lost my bag, & after numberous attempts to get them to deliver it that eve, I was stuck without a bag till mid-morning the next day.
Thankfully, Margaret who I was staying with in Glasgow lent me some undies & a lovely long girlie nightie to sleep in that night. My friends would have loved seeing me in this nightie!!
I did get to catch up with Paul & received all the goss & more than a fair share of hugs. It was great to see a Sydney friend again. He even offered to lend me one of his g-strings. I had to decline - just couldn't see myself filling it out.