⑤Glasgow.2

Sep 14, 2026

Places to go, what to eat. I check online listings, but here (and in London) they aren’t kept current - a frustration to be sure. Research, travel - arrive to an empty storefront or a different business. Add to that my own fumbles: combine my dyslexia with the opposite driving direction here and I’ve found myself on a bus traveling in the wrong direction more than once. Sometimes it’s jump off and cross the street for the next bus, etc, sometimes I’ve arrived at an unexpected place to explore. I recall that when I worked with paper maps I was much better at orienting myself to a new place. Now, I’m often surprised that what I expected to be in ➘ direction is in ➚ direction.

...Glasgow Art Museum. Many grand stone buildings in the Central area

...heavy, squared-off embellishment is typical

...it's been a long time since I've seen the hanky code in use

... Gurdwara Singh Sabha Hindu temple from my window

...for my East Bay friends: amazing how many familiar names: I'm staying on Claremont, Berkeley is `nearby, and there's a section called Dumbarton.

...very popular - stuffed cookies! Hhmmm...I haven't been inside to see what that looks like

...not one to comment on style, but noting a tendency to tight pants on men; women, cosmetic excess and a hairstyle that reminds me of Harley Quinn, high-pony tails and draggly bits at the front.

Much as I cook, I do know that using unfamiliar knives requires caution. But a somewhat stale baguette and this serrated knife, a slip, and a near horizontal slice at the base of the left upper thumb phalange - there it is. And blood. Not truly superficial. Had it happened at home I would have treated it myself knowing more help is nearby. But without peroxide or bandages (I always pack those!) it was deep enough to be concerned about. To take in all of Scotland, why not check out the NHS. Wrapped in paper towel and clear wrap, I was an Uber ride away from the Queen Elizabeth University Hospital. 

...no need to stop at the blood fridge

...less than an hour after the accident, all wrapped up

These are dated a bit behind my real-time…I’ve been here (London + Glasgow) just over a week. I leave Glasgow for southern Spain on Wednesday. Sometimes I think “am I doing what I hoped to do, to “get out of” this trip?” - then what I really consider is “how am I feeling here?” I’m feeling like I’m right? I do miss Augie - there are lot’s of reminders of him here and he’d love it! Whatever it is that sticks too closely to my skin, my presence, at home, is a bit lifted, or maybe gone, or maybe found it’s “place” in me/on me, and it isn’t at the forefront. What is that? is a mystery.