Our European Adventure: Aye, Oot on the branch, the fruit is gey ripe

Glasgow went by way too fast. Three nights introduced us to what the Scottish are all about. We like what we have seen so far. We can't get over how beautiful, lush, and green everything is. We had a quiet first night, but noticed a flyer at a local cafe for 'single's night' at the local Flying Duck pub for the following night. We decided that it would be a great opportunity to meet local lassies and lads.

We woke up and went for a run to get a preview of the town before going out that day. We had the best surprise when we came back... A hot breakfast that consisted of foods other than cereal, yogurt and baguettes. It was our first time in 27 days that we had fresh eggs for breakfast. What a treat!

Pumped after our breakfast of champions, we set out for the day. We explored around the local shops, walked along the canal, and attempted to visit Green Park, but it was overrun by a few thousand wee kidlets.

Instead we went to seek a heritage market, but immediately left when we realized we were in the ghetto and surrounded by scary Scotsman. Market unsuccessful!

We consumed a delicious lunch at a Brazilian restaurant (Although we're not sure a margherita pizza is really authentic Brazilian food).

We headed back to the hostel to get ready for the anticipated 'single's night,' chilled wine in hand. As we were looking up directions to the place, we found out that 'single's night' wasn't the single's night that we had thought. Instead it was #1 hit singles. Night out unsuccessful! I guess we didn't need to buy the wine chilled. Instead we decided we would spend our night doing what we do every night... Play Quiddler (we will leave taking over the world to Pinky and the Brain).

Eager beaver to get breakfast this morning, we skipped our one day routine of running. We had read up on Loch Lomomd previously, and decided we would go there for the day. We were confused when the bus driver dropped us off at what appeared to be a deserted highway. Unsure of what to do, we just started walking. We came across Luss, "a town," aka a street lined with wee little houses right on Loch Lomond.

It was absolutely beautiful and the sun ended up coming out for the afternoon. We sat at the beach for a few hours, along with all of the locals and their kidlets. Loch Lomomd was filled with boats, seadoos, and various birds, including ducks, swans, and gulls. A day that started out grey and filled with uncertainty, turned out to be yet another great day. Loch Lomomd successful!