Things Pt. 3: Deutschland

Germany was a whirlwind seen primarily through grimy bus windows, subway windows, and train windows. Berlin ( the bit I saw in 24 hours) was grey and industrial, beautiful but bleak. The kebap was sublime, as was the hanging mist. Hamburg was a Christmas market at night, and Pretty Woman played by a youth accordion orchestra, in other words brilliant. Heidenau was cozy, with family, and songs, and endless dinner, and a puppy dog. Bremen was like a postcard, tinged with sleep deprivation. Picturesque and old, old, old. Here are some photos.

Things Pt. 2: Praha

Prague was icy, and gilt and sunlit. There were blackened statues on the Charles bridge crossing the Vlatva, and the sky was violet, our hands freezing. Sausages and steaming pastry browned over the fire at the Christmas market. A woman walking a pig down the street in the afternoon. Red candles lit for sorrow and remembrance, and Kafka's name on walls and street corners. 

See All The Things pt. 1.

After dear ol' Glasgow Uni let out we packed up our bags and boarded a night sleeper bus to London. It was madness. Bleary eyed we walked to the hostel as the sun came up. After drinking all of the English breakfast tea to be found we tubed to Camden. Unfortunately there were no Noel Fielding sightings. Then on to Abbey Road, Portobello market and dinner before falling to sleep in a room of many bunks.

                                    yeah, it's backwards. But we look like $$$$ and fame anyway.

The next day it was a speed sightseeing. We saw the changing of the guard, Big Ben, Westminster Abbey, Trafalgar square, the Tower of London, Tower Bridge, Buckingham Palace, Harrods and Piccadilly circus. We slept for a few hours before we were walking arm in arm with exhaustion to the bus stop in the frozen darkness. Despite the extreme haste with which it was experienced London was lovely.

Home and Away.

I have been roaming far and wide, but here are a few updates from my travels. I have been writing but that'll go up later. Still trying to catch my breath.

School  kids headed to the chip shop after school. Sauchiehall street Glasgow. 

The Glasgow Necropolis at dusk. 

English countryside and herd of deer near Disley. 

Manchester university buildings. 

Rare sunshine near the docks in Liverpool. 

Row houses in Liverpool. 

I Caught The Sun.

Feeling a wee bit jet lagged, and consequently having some early morning hours to kill, I will be dutiful. Don't worry, it won't last. But here for anyone interested, are a few photos from my first days in Scotland.  I like it here. It's pretty. 

My neighborhood in Glasgow. 

My school!

View of school through Kelvingrove park. 

A little fella in a kilt in Edinburgh. 

The old town in Edinburgh. 

 

Old town in the sunshine. 

Here's a video. I had this song stuck in my head all day as we walked about in the sun and then caught the train home. They aren't Scottish but their name is.