Glasgow!

Time to change hotels for the last time this trip! This time, I’m even staying a bit longer. It’s Glasgow, after all, and I need time to revisit my old favourites, and some new places, of course! 

Before leaving Edinburgh—my train would only be around noon—I enjoyed a breakfast at the apparently very popular Greenwoods café, and had the Carbonara Benedict. 

A last coffee at Lowdown, and I was ready to finish packing, check-out of my hotel, and head to the Edinburgh Waverley, from where another ScotRail train would take me to Glasgow Queen Street. 

I dropped off bag at the hotel, and headed back out again for a coffee at Spitfire Roasters. A double espresso, because when you drink it at the source, you should get it as pure as possible! I dropped by at Mr Ben, but unfortunately I didn’t find a vintage sporran to my liking…

I hopped on a First bus to get to the House for an Art Lover. So, this house is built based on drawings by Charles Rennie Mackintosh from the beginning of the 20th century, but only built in 1989! It’s nice to see his designs finally being realised this way. 

Then it was finally time to check in to my hotel and home for the next four nights: Premier Inn Glasgow City Centre Buchanan Galleries. 

After relaxing and recharging for a bit, I walked to the Epochal Barrel-Fermented Ales brewery, somewhere in an industrial estate. All shutters were closed though, and there was no sign of life, even though the taproom was supposed to be open…

After hanging around for a bit—maybe they were just late?—I then walked to the Rail Yard Food Market. After finally finding it, I couldn’t believe my eyes how small it was: three vendors, one of which just coffee! The other options were pizza or baked potatoes, so I went for the latter. 

Sufficiently fed, I could then finally start drinking! First stop was the Grunting Growler. It’s actually a bottle shop, but with an excellent selection of beers on draught as well. 

Considering the area, it isn’t hard to guess my next destination: BrewDog Glasgow! I found myself a spot at the bar, and enjoyed some lovely beers there. In case you were keeping score: I now drank 123 beers at that bar, the most of all foreign bars I’ve ever been!