Glasgow
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Brogue Blisters, Glasgow Shoe Hunts, and the Extreme Sports Cover-Up
My right foot suffered a major trauma during my trip to Glasgow, and I am still feeling the lingering effects this morning. Continue reading
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Tilting Pendolinos, Railway God Mind Games, and the Final Leg to Pewsey
After a successful two days in the beautiful city of Glasgow, my board meetings concluded ahead of schedule, allowing me to catch an earlier train home. As I boarded with my bag well-stocked with healthy food, cold drinks—strictly non-diuretic, given… Continue reading
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Motel 1 Glasgow, Karaoke Bars, and Ancient Travel Advice
I’ve learned over the years not to be deceived by hospitality brand names. In my experience, ‘Quality Hotel’ translates directly to “Tired, damp, and in desperate need of a full refurbishment.” Meanwhile, ‘Best Western’ frequently implies that the hotel’s plumbing… Continue reading
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The Four Golden Rules of UK Train Travel (and How I Broke Every Single One)
I had completely forgotten the first golden rule of train travel in the UK: Never, ever eat food purchased on the train. Continue reading
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Eyepatches, Wooden Bats, and the Great Glasgow Expedition
When Gary produced a bag of bare wooden bats—completely devoid of rubber—for today’s fun club fun day, every player’s carefully honed skills, technical advantages, and practised routines were instantly rendered useless. As an additional handicap, the A-team players were forced… Continue reading
