So today was the first day that I’d properly had the chance to go around the Christmas market in Glasgow today. I took a few photos and videos of it this evening just after twilight. I only visited the George Square market, I’ll do the St Enoch’s one tomorrow.
I had a yummy bratwurst, a cinnamon and sugar crêpe, and a smashing cup of mulled wine which definitely warmed my upper half. My legs however, are still numb and probably will be for the foreseeable future. (Until April).
I’m definitely going back for the ninja face-mask-hood-thingy. £12 or two for £20. It covers your head like a hood and has a face panel, so I can be a member of the League of Shadows plus protect my sinuses. Especially since today started at -4 degrees (c) and is drawing to a close at -7 (c). Meep. I can’t do extreme weathers! Can I go back to that balmy 23 degrees in Granada in April 2015… or even the 20 degree St Patrick’s Day/Night the month before! But not the 40+ temperature in Madrid in June 2015. Heh. Weather mems.
Woke up early yesterday thanks to all the drilling works right outside my window from 9am!
I arrived at the gym for about 12pm and got stuck in right away, I did 31 minutes on the rowing machine which I haven’t done for a few years; walked for 20 minutes on the treadmill and did loads of Lat Pull Downs and variations. After that I went to Caffe Nero and got my favourite Soya steamer with Cinnamon syrup, a perfect winter drink and a bit protein hit. Yum.
Later I met Padre in town and I was craving sushi so we went to Ichiban, of course! Followed that by an impromptu trip to Tim Hortons for timbits (see above) and a cappuccino in Waterstones while staring at all the books I want.
Naturally we meandered back up town and ended up in Molly Malone’s – seriously go, the food is great and cheap and the atmosphere is so chill. I debated what to drink but chose the small bottle of Prosecco, it was only £4.99 and I got about three small flutes out of it! Bazinga!
It was a great day/night out just to hang without rushing around or stressing about work. Now I’ve just had a Timbits breakfast and a big coffee (see below)
I’m staying inside today because the rain is bucketing down and my muscles are aching. Ended up doing nearly 12k steps last night and had some chippy chips as a reward.
I’ve been watching Suits this afternoon. Tis awesome.
Off to have a Slim Fast and get some writing done!
Allergies have been kicking my ass lately even if I stay at home, so I decided to go out for a bit and have a meander around
G-town Glasgow. Hay-fever on the bus is not pleasant thus I didn’t get to read as much of my book as I wanted to. I take my kindle with me for bus journeys despite having a massive backlog of actual books to read, but I’ve been plugging through book 12 of the Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich. They’re entertaining and easy to read without being pulp.
I wasn’t really up to hanging around in town as I’d brought my old netbook with me and needed access to a plug for a while without being rushed away, I also wanted ramen. Ichiban it was!
I was minutes off the bus and dreaming of sushi when I noticed someone sidling up to me from the corner of my eye… twas an old ex who I haven’t seen in about six years. It was a very strange experience and a definite shock as he was quite pleasant, gave me a hug, asked how I am… then mentioned that I’ve put on some weight (I thanked him sarcastically). He was unsure if I’d remember him, but I generally remember most people, it was surreal that he was so bubbly. Maybe people can mellow, if not grow up at some point. It was fairly brief anyway and we said goodbye without any mention of getting back in touch, I prefer to leave closed doors closed.
One thing that did stick with me was that he said he thought I would have moved to Italy by now. I suppose six years ago that was the absolute dream, but things do change. I’ve had university and the experience of living in Spain has given me perspective (move to a big city, not a tiny town), but doing Erasmus at a Uni is different from working to support yourself without the Erasmus bursary or SAAS money. I might not be living in Italy yet, but it is still a possibility/probability at some point, I just have to appreciate how much I’ve grown in six years. If nothing else, I’m far pickier about who I’d date and I haven’t for a long time. Apparently it annoys other people though, according to them I should be married now. Hah! Have you seen my to-be-read pile? Haven’t time for that!