We sadly said goodbye to Elly on Monday morning and headed off to the York train station to return the stinky diesel Passat and catch our train to Glasgow. It was a direct train, with just three stops, and only four hours. Have I mentioned before how much I love train travel? No customs, no baggage claim, no waiting in the terminal for hours...just show up, find your platform, and get on. Then get off. The end! We were in the quiet coach again, which was mostly very nice. No amount of scowly glares seemed to convey to the baby two rows back that this was the quiet coach and not the cute and drooly coach. Cuteness does not cancel out squawkiness in my book. I guess that's why iPods were made.
And then we were in Scotland! Aye! This was my first time to Glasgow so I was excited to see a new city. Scottish weather greeted us the minute we got off the train at Glasgow Central...windy, rainy, chilly. We checked into our hotel...our "splurge" for this trip, the Malmaison Hotel, a boutique hotel in a stunning converted church. We had a duplex suite, and a whisky tasting was included, what more could we want? We were tired from day of traveling so once we picked up our wee rental car stayed in to take full advantage of our lovely hotel and bar.
I'll share an important lesson about whisky tastings with you: When the bartender offers to let you try three whiskeys, you should consider that this is actually equivalent to 6 drams of whisky in about 20 minutes (when one of the two tasters simply takes a teensy sip of her drams).I'm not telling tales or naming names, I'm just sayin'... Anyway, our grass-fed Ayreshire burgers were fantastic after the tasting, even better in room service than it would have been sitting in the bar and eating.
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