I Went To Scotland!
AHOY! Trying that out as my new colloquial greeting. I feel like my life should be more nautical.
Traveling became a passion of mine once I realized how easy it is. I used to think going abroad meant a minimum of 7 hours of interrogation by the TSA, where they probe all of your orifices and grill you about every wrongdoing you’ve ever committed and probably frame you for a few you didn’t commit, and then tell you your passport is invalid, and your birth certificate is fake, you were never actually born, we’re sending you to pretend people prison and fining you $80,000.
And God help you if you DO get through security, because then you’re stuck in a middle seat between two John Candy’s for, ballpark, 43 hours with only peanut pack wrappers to sustain you before you land in your foreign country and are immediately captured and sold into sex trafficking.
This, absolutely shockingly, is not the case. Traveling to Europe is not much different than flying to New York – that is, if you are a law-abiding, innocent-looking redhead with a fanny pack and nothing more than a jaywalking ticket on your record. Yay for me!
London was my favorite place in the world, so I definitely wanted a city that was somewhat similar, but smaller and somewhere totally different. Glasgow, Scotland seemed neat! And let me tell you, it was neat.
I like experiencing cities as though I lived there. I like getting an Air B&B place instead of a hotel room, and I’d rather find local favorites and hidden spots than march around the city with a Clipboard o’ Fun hitting up every tourist spot in the country. I just find it more fun.
We hit up a great whisky bar called The Pot Still, a few highly recommended Indian food joints, the Drygate Brewery, Glengoyne scotch whisky distillery and the beautiful Glasgow Necropolis. That’s where they bury dead people! A lot of them! Like 50,000 dead people! That’s a lot of dead people.
Anyway, today’s video is about my Scotland trip and my thoughts on the great city of Glasgow! Check it out, and if you’re a big fan of Irn Bru, sorry in advance.