Looking at my route to Fort William made my decision on which city to choose easy. Glasgow was standing right in my path; it’d be a shame not to as the motorway runs right through the centre.
A quick internet search of the top ten things to do in Glasgow did not leave me feeling inspired. The top hit was the red tourist bus and coming up second was visiting Oban, a hundred miles away. This did not bode well. Can the second best thing to do in Glasgow really be to go somewhere else?
We went anyway and I’m glad I did. We hopped off the motorway, parked on a side street and headed the half mile to George Square. It was everything a city should be. The heady mix of old a new; loud and elegant; showy and refined is just what a city should be. Glasgow was spotless and had all the shops anyone on any budget could desire and offered a magnitude of choice for eating. We chose a whiskey bar right on the square and had a huge pie each.
Stuffed, we headed for the cathedral, a must see when in any city. The cathedral was impressive but what caught our eye more was The Necropolis on the hill beyond. Known as The City of the Dead, it houses huge monuments and simpler graves and overlooks the cathedral and much of Glasgow. The structures are magnificent; I’ve never seen a graveyard like it!