While I was there they had a ceilidh (which I guess is a sort of Scottish dance party) to celebrate their marriage with the people who couldn’t make it to New Zealand for the wedding. It was an awesome night, with much drinking and sweaty scottish dancing.

There was a 3 piece band playing, and before every song they would explain the steps for dancing in it. Mostly it was running around and spinning each other, which becomes more and more dangerous as the night goes on and everyone has more and more to drink.

Happily, no photographic evidence from the party exists, at least none that I’m going to publish.

The next day Ginnie and Colin took me for a driving tour around Glasgow, and we visited the Burrell Collection, which is a bunch of general museum-y stuff and some paintings that were given to Glasgow by some old guy. The best part was one of the rooms of stuff, which had huge bay windows that opened out into a view into the forest behind the museum. Having the forest behind the displays really gave it an exciting dynamic. It reminded me of the totem pole room in the UBC Museum of Anthropology.

On Monday, my last day, I went into town and had a look around. The Glasgow Museum of Modern Art had some Bridget Riley paintings up, and I got a free tour of the Glasgow Art School, thanks to Colins brothers girlfriend, who works there.

I also went up a scary flight of stairs, which did terrible things to my vertigo, and got a photo of the rooftops.

Stairs at the lighthouse, Glasgow, Scotland

Rooftops of Glasgow, Scotland

Overall, Glasgow was a nice place to visit. Even the dark alleyways are nice.

Alley by Central Station, Glasgow, Scotland