Thursday, July 24, 2008

stop-over: Glasgow

Everyone smokes here!!
...ok, ok, that is a broad generalization.
I guess I am just used to being in a place where smoking in public is either illegal or seriously socially frowned upon. It is strange to see designated smoking areas in airports, and so many people smoking and walking down the street.
On a lighter (haha) note; bus drivers give change here. What a revelation. I think we should institute this back home. What is this 'exact change' shit, I mean really!!
The flight was too long. I would also like to see someone do something about this. I think we should have those planes in The Fifth Element, where they put you into boxes that make you go to sleep. That would be nice. Instead of this whole sitting in the isle seat next to someone you don't know (and therefore can not lean you head on their shoulder to sleep), so that your neck muscles hurt from trying to keep your head attached to your body during those few fleeting moments that you manage to be asleep over the 11 hours you are on the plane (stupid Calgary stop over).
Of course, we get here and it is an absolute hot sunny day. I am wandering around in shorts and a tank top. We are staying in this impossibly small hotel room. I think it is cute. Especially the REALLY RED hallway outside.
Tomorrow we are off to Skye. We are staying on an organic farm in the Waternish pennisula. Up early in the morning; train, bus, ferry, combination of them, who knows. I am feeling very free and open about it all. We'll get there, it will happen the way it is meant to happen (thanks Peter). I only feel slightly here, because all the differences so far are small and subtle (accents, smoking, computer keyboards). I think once I am out of the city it will change (all big cities are the same in many ways).
I really want to have a profound 'struck from on-high' expereince when I step onto Skye. Something exciting will happen....that is for sure.

1 comment:

fina said...

. . . once upon a time, Canada was a civilized country, just like Scotland, and the bus drivers gave change, and the aircraft were designed for people of real size instead of anorexic midgets. People smoked politely, and the tobacco companies did not pollute cigarettes with carcenogenic additives.

Once upon a time. I thought the Fifth Element travel was kind of cool . . . but I like to watch the ground go by . . . so I would like to reintroduce the Concorde which did New York to Paris in - what - under two hours. Either that, or we should all have the money and the leisure to do the Grand Tour. Fly to Toronto, St. John's Reykjavic, Glasgow, etc. That would be fantasic.

Your shorter uncle arrives here next week. I'll keep you posted on his progress as a props slave. In the meantime, I'm looking forward to further installments of your adventures.

xof