Single Girl's Guide To Traveling The World

Alrighty. So Saturday and Sunday I visited cathedrals and graveyards. It didn't seem right, taking pictures of them. Disrespect or something like that. Although, if you want to google "Glasgow Cathedral" and "Glasgow Necropolis" you'll find plenty of pictures there.  At a suggestion, I went to one of the local cathedrals (there are more 19th century gothic cathedrals than you can swing a cat at) to hear one of their services. I went to a choral-led service. The music was superb, the building is custom built for those tones and voices. Content wise, it was different than I'm used to, but honestly I was more focused on the music and the echoes of the voices from the stone around me. This morning (Monday) I caught a cab at 4:30 in the morning to the airport. This Scottish cabbie was far more friendly and helpful. Although every time I get into a black cab I think of the BBC Sherlock episode.  FYI, Glasgow airport is a maze. The drop off point is hidden...

So yesterday morning I got on a bus from the hotel I was staying in to Glasgow. I like taking the bus because 1) I don't have to drive (there are literally signs to remind drivers to stay in their lane) 2) It's cheaper, and 3) I get to see countryside I never would have seen otherwise.   For starters, English radio is weird. It will play something like Frank Sinatra, then move over to Styx, then some Bruno mars, and then some Beatles.  So much Beatles. Everyone here hums or whistles it under their breath. It's a subconscious thing.  Also, American football is fascinating to them. It's a novelty, and is often the topic of morning drive game shows.  Manchester drivers, take this to account: If you stay at a steady speed, instead of flooring it, you won't have to slam on your breaks every time. Cool it zippy.   Finally, the topic of the American presidential race is approached with slightly amused horror. Mostly "Can you believe what's going ...