London & Glasgow

The flight from New York to London wasn’t too bad it was only about 6 hours and I slept almost the whole way...

My cousin Hayley met me at the airport and we jumped on the underground to her place outside London. The house was nice and her housemates were all heaps nice people too so later on that night we headed out to the local Irish pub down the road. I was only going to have a beer or two because the funds were a bit low (bloody weekend bank transfers!) but Hayley's boyfriend Rhys wouldn’t have a bar of it. After him shouting me pints of Guinness all night I was smashed and I paid for it in the morning!

Next day we just chilled out and checked out the town and I planned how I was to get to the Gatwick Airport to catch my flight to Glasgow. When I booked my flight I didn’t realise that I'd need to get two trains and a bus to actually get to the airport. And to make things worse, my flight was at 6:30am and no busses ran at that time... Hmm, I decided that I'd sleep at the airport for the night thinking there'd be plenty of places to sleep. Well, so did a thousand other people! I arrived to find a human carpet covering almost the entire floor of the airport with horizontal humans! Oh well, so I found myself a corner behind a vending machine and set up camp for the night... 7 hours later and no more than and hour sleep it was time to check it...

1 hour later, Glasgow, Scotland, and my cousin Paul picked me up from the airport. I was staying in his house over Christmas to have myself my first Chrissy away from the traditional stinking Christmas day sweltering over a juicy barbie! I'll tell ya, I missed a good steak and snag! And the family shenanigans!

For the rest of my time in Glasgow Paul took me out to see the sites, or should I say the pubs? I saw my fair share of Glasgonian pubs over my 5 days there, but I did manage to scrape some site-seeing in in-between!

We got around to seeing some old cathedral and some very old buildings including the oldest house in Glasgow which was pretty amazing thinking that they are heaps older than any buildings in Australia.

We managed to see the Glasgow Transport Museum which was filled with really old cars, trains, gipsy vans, and horse & carriages although without the horses... Also we got round to the Museum which had all sorts of historical stuff, from paintings to fossils to knights to military aircraft to an impression of Pete’s face!

The days passed, the beers started getting all that more tasty and I knew in a few days that I'd be meeting up with B-rad for New Years then off to Edinburgh for many a good times!