February 27, 2012
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Glasgow, Scotland
My last day in Scotland once more, but with my flight only scheduled to leave in the early evening, that meant that there was enough time to spend in the city itself! Lynne took a train to Aberdeen from Queen Street Station in the early afternoon but before that we had already visited the University Chapel where there was a gallery with art work depicting the Twelve Stations of the Cross - Jesus's last walk to the hill where he was crucified. Some of the paintings (it was mostly paintings on show) where truly impressive, including two by painter Peter Howson. The biggest one (click here) was not for sale but most of the other art work was... but unfortunately in price ranges that are presently a bit too ambitious for my finances. Nevertheless, it was a wonderful exhibition, and I was very glad we went - also because the chapel is really very beautiful.
Lunch was in the church cafe opposite the University, in the basement of a magnificent Alexander Thomson building. The lunch was fine - nothing wrong with it at all - but it was the staff that was rather... ehm... interesting. The (very) elderly lady serving the soup had a beard that would have taken me quite some time to grow, and the lady with the trolley tried to push her way through the restaurant, not minding to much if she had to push chairs (with people on them), bags or coats out of the way. It was a very funny experience! We walked back to Andy and Colin's apartment via Byres Rd (popping into the Oxfam bookshop and into FOPP, the music store) and from there Andy drove us to Queen Street station where we said goodbye to Lynne. I had also put my bag in the car and from Queen Street we drove towards the airport, stopping at Braehead shopping centre for an amble through the centre, a coffee at Costa and a stroll along the river Clyde. Then, it was really time to head to the airport... and that's where we said our goodbyes again.
The flight home was uneventful, although it was nice to see Glasgow Airport's duty free area again. The airport has changed quite a bit since I last used it, not in the least place because it suffered a terrorist attack some years ago when someone drove his car into the terminal building. Back home there was nothing much more to do than unpack... and relax. It was a wonderful weekend to Glasgow once more and I can't wait till I see my friends again.
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