Scotland!
I went with just my mum and dad, which could have easily equated to a really lame holiday, but thankfully it wasn't.
On the drive up to Glasgow we stayed over in Carlisle to break up the journey a little. From what I saw, Carlisle is rubbish. We went around town on the Sunday and everything was shut and ghostly. I spoke to Marie (keyworker) who is originally from Carlisle and she said it's always like that.
We were only in Glasgow for two nights but managed to see quite a bit. We went to the Gallery of Modern Art and the City Chambers and I revelled in the fact Glasgow, unlike Sheffield, has a Borders where I can buy actual good magazines.
We went to the West End one evening (I fucking love the West End of Glasgow, everytime I go I want to move there ha) and ate at a little Italian place down Ashton Lane.
After Glasgow we drove over to Edinburgh. We stayed in Musselburgh, a little coastal town and only went into Edinburgh city centre a couple of times. Most of the three days we were there were spent exploring the little towns and villages on the coast. It really is beautiful around there and really reminded me of Brittany in France. I never expected it to be quite so lovely.
We went to North Berwick, a little seaside town, that was absolutely lovely. Just spending time in a cafe looking out to the sea was perfect.
In Edinburgh we mainly did touristy things like The Royal Mile and such. We went to St Gile's Cathedral, The Museum of Childhood and The Writers' Museum. For some reason we spoke to lots of foreign children in Edinburgh. One little Spanish girl in a pub came up to me and said "Hola Senorita!" and some little french boys were talking to my dad in the Childhood museum.
When we stayed in Musselburgh we spent everynight in a pub called The Joogliebrigg which was really friendly and cosy. Everyone there was so so nice. Once night the barmaid brought food in for all the locals and fed us too. She made Stovies, some Scottish thing I'd never had before. It was gorgeous.
On the way back to Sheffield, we stayed over in Gateshead and Damian met up with us. We went out for a meal in a posh pub where the food was really great and Damian stayed over at the hotel that night. The next day, just before heading home, we went to the Baltic ary gallery at Gateshead quays and saw Miranda July and Harrell Fletcher's Learning To Love You More exhibition. I bloody love Miranda July and had wanted to see the exhibition for aaages. Yoko Ono's Between The Sky and My Head was also there and it was absolutely beautiful. I didn't expect her stuff to be as good as it was.
I'll stop babbling now because I don't think I've written this very well. Anyway, a few photos:
