Oct 27th. Glasgow

Today was a great day. Kids oblivious to the daylight savings time change woke us up at 6am. We fought them off with an iPad and got a few more minutes of sleep. But time is of the essence so by 8am we got dressed and ran out into the bitter cold, rain and wind to get some breakfast. The streets were empty but we found a little coffee shop just past the Merchant city. Remarkably they had Pasteles de Nata. How can you say "No" to this?

When we got back outside we decided to re-start. We ran back to the apartment and put on our warmest clothing. That made our walk substantially more comfortable. We wandered through the lovely center stopping to check out the third oldest subway in the world, one circular line, lovingly restored to complete newness. Had scones and clotted cream at Willow Tea Room and visited another Charles Renee Machintosh creation: the Lighthouse. Walked through the lovely center filled with truly magnificent red brick buildings. Went to Kelvingrove Art Gallery. It is a weird combination of taxidermied animals, mummies, paintings, kids' workshops. As much as Liverpool maritime museum was superbly organized this was not. I guess finding interesting random facts can be appealing too.

When we got our fill we grabbed a cab back to town to catch lunch. After much fruitless searching for a Scottish restaurant of the highest quality represented by 4.5 Tripadvisor stars settled on a Spanish Galician restaurant. It lived up to its reputation of bad service. I think part of the reason for that the misalignment of the expectations. The staff there expects you will understand and speak Spanish. You expect they will speak slow and humane enough version of Scottish for you to understand them. We decided not to risk it and pointed to a few tapas. They were excellent.

We dedicated the rest of the afternoon searching for the perfect Scottish restaurant. Ingram Wynd was 1/5 star short but it had amazing scenic décor and ambience and was located only a few blocks away. We decided to head back there for dinner. Goals accomplished we made the last final push to check out Glasgow Cathedral and we then were done for and ran back home in drenching rain.

Ghost Busters were on TV. We all dropped into the comfortable sofas and spent three hours glued to them emerging once only to replenish our food supplies. So much for the top Scottish. However I can confidently attest to the fast that we are not desensitized to the joys of relaxing on the on the sofa for hours to end.