Whither Must I Wander


Walk This Way

Things are perking up over here in Glasgow. Which is good! I think. I have procured a place to live, a roommate that is Canadian (surprisingly enough) and my daily freakouts have been reduced to no more than 3. Improvements. That being said, let me take you on a tour through what I've seen of this new city I've decided to call home.
This is Park Circus, the ritzy neighborhood where the hostel I called home was located. Unfortunately I had to bounce from hostel to a gross hostel to a B&B as accomodations became scare during the bank holiday weekend. Sneakily (or creepily, take your pick) peering into some windows revealed some super fancy living quarters. The area is also above Kelvingrove Park, a huge park in the middle of the West End, sort of like Kensington but grittier, for those who know Calgary.

A view of Kelvingrove Park. The tower in the distance is part of the University of Glasgow.

This is Buchanan Street, the top part of the main shopping drag in Glasgow City Centre. I love this view. It's virtually jammed here on weekends and rush hour and pretty much any time ever. But it's bustling and fun and who doesn't love a zillion consumers crammed into a small space?

The Mitchell Library. The biggest reference library in Western Europe, right here in Glasgow. It's a sign, clearly.

Not terribly exciting, but this is the view from the window of my B&B. I thought it looked quintessentially British. Or Scottish.

The Glasgow Cathedral. I thought I'd do some touristy things, like visit the oldest cathedral in mainland Scotland. It was begun in the 13th century and finished in the 15th. Very cool, slightly creepy place. Let's go inside.

So this plaque was in the lower vestry (is that the right word???) of the cathedral as a commemoration to those who died in battle during the reformation. How awesome is that? Not that they died, obvioulsy, but you get my point. The historian in me is loving this place.

This is the Necropolis and view of the city from the Necropolis, respectively. It's an enormous Georgian graveyard built on a hill behind the cathedral. It was pouring rain, proper for being in a graveyard, and was quite impressive.

To happier places, such as the street where I live. I adore it here - such a good neighborhood and pretty, as well.

My tenement, from the outside. Glasgow is covered in these old tenement flats. I'm not sure exactly when they were built, I they're pretty old. The ceilings are usually 12 ft. high, roughly and pretty spacious. Such is the case with ours.

My room. This flat is huge.

Well, that concludes our walk through Glasgow, I hope you've enjoyed. I'll post more soon. Now I just need a job so I can stay here...