Glasgow

Friendly city and the murder capital of Scotland. First, when I talk to the bus driver he asks where I am from and when I tell him “I’m an American.“ He says, American, I hate Americans!“ So I ask if he had ever met an American and he says, “nope, but seen them on the tele.“ hahaha What can I say to that? So later a funny waitress told Mandi and me, “they (a local) will stab you but then say thank you very much.” But we had great help getting to our hostel/B&B another private room. I am still not feeling strong so we take the bus into town and go to the light house museum and have lunch but the weather is terrible, still. I am so ready for sunshine. I am so sorry Texas for leaving you. =o) Well, Mandi has fish and chips for lunch and I have haggis. Very yummy. We go back early because we are leaving the next day to go back to Edinburgh. Well, this night my chest hurts bad enough to make both of us worry. I could not breath and get relief from the pain, ugh but of course it did finally go away (after an hour). It is now a Sunday so we make our way back.