Sunday, March 1, 2009

Say cheese, Glasgow.

It was a nice day yesterday. Nice is a Glaswegian word for "not raining." Because it was "nice," I took the opportunity to go for a long walk with my friends Beyonce, Kelly Clarkson, and Jennifer Hudson. I also brought my camera.

As always, clicking on the image will bring it into its full, high-res glory.

The Islay, our pub on the corner. A good, friendly, cheap place, just stumbling distance from the flat.

My local coffee shop (Beanscene) and chippy (Cafe Orlando).

No one in Scotland seems to understand the function of the apostrophe. Cafe Orlando is no exception. Another Cafe Orlando fun fact: in true weegie style, they offer to deep fry everything, from Mars bars to pizzas.

Glasgow has a basketball team! Perhaps I'll start going to games to fill the void left by not being able to watch the NCAA tournament.

Spring is almost here! Crocuses on the lawn of the Kelvingrove!

Scots are never deterred by weather. You can sit outside at a cafe all winter when they provide blankets.

Naughty litter in the West End.

I am well aware that my campus is beautiful.

Gibson Street, another great West End drag filled with cafes and bars and restaurants. The Left Bank has quickly become one of my favorite spots.

If I could find a souvenir
Just to prove the world was here...

You've gotta love the big advertisement for premium imports...

Sadly, this is not a place to find cheesesteaks, Tastykake, scrapple, water ice, or Yuengling. It is just another Glasgow take-away that has a bad case of apostrophe-itis.

High five!

A look down Great Western Road, one of the main arteries of the West End. Stay on Great Western Road headed west, and it will take you all the way up to Fort William and the Highlands.

Even traffic signs are polite.

Fooled you! This is not another picture of a church. It is Oran Mor, which was a church, but is now a bar and nightclub. While last call at pubs and bars is midnight here, Oran Mor is open until 3am, so on a Friday or Saturday night at 12:30am, it feels like the entire West End is there.

Parked across the street from Oran Mor, at the intersection of Byres and Great Western Road, the Maggie is a late-night West End institution for all things unhealthy and stomach-coating. Their crown jewel is the Scoobie Snack: a burger, bacon, sausage, cheese, a fried egg, and a potato scone on a roll. I never have (and hopefully never will) consumed one, but I'm always in awe of the people who do. And pity their arteries. Though nothing hits the spot like Maggie's chips and cheese with brown sauce after a night on the tiles. Proof once again that no matter the country, a food truck is always the way to go.

And thus concludes your March 2009 Glasgow Photo Tour.



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