I met with my friend in London once again on the following night and we went to a local comedy show. There were about 8 comics in the night, and one headliner - Stewart Lee. Or Stuart Lee. Anyway, he was pretty funny. One guy was absolute crap. All he did was tell a long story where the only punchlines involved him and other people performing inappropriate sexual acts to young boys. I don't care what anyone says, that ain't comedy. And it's not that I think it's bad because it's offensive - if you could come up with a clever joke that had sexually inappropriate content, I won't write it off right away - I just hate lazy joke-writing that doesn't really introduce any new thoughts. Anyway, most of the other comedians were all right, and some were pretty darn good. I meant to make a note of their names... one was... Holly... something... GACGTGGACT.
Anyway, final day in London, saw the Tate Britain Art Museum. Really wonderful stuff. Though I'm a little torn if art galleries are the best way to spend time in a city. I do love them, but I keep thinking about the streets that I'm not seeing, and the people I'm not meeting. But it would be a fruitless task to try to take everything in, so I should disregard that feeling, perhaps.
Went for dinner with Cuz then caught my night bus into Glasgow. Sat next to one of two jokers who were on opposite sides of the aisle from each other. They didn't speak English to each other, so I had no idea what they were laughing at, but it must have been hilarious!
Now I'm in Glasgow. I've seen some family here, am being treated to home-made vegetarian meals. I feel almost too much at home; I shouldn't develop any lazy habits right before really trekking out there on my own. I'm forever being eased into this trip.
You know what, I don't think I've even posted my full plan here yet. You could be reading this blog, never knowing when it's going to end, feeling like you're trapped in a perpetual state of travel reading. This is not the case. I'm in the UK now, but next week, I embark for mainland Europe where I'll rail around for two months with my Eurail pass. Then I come home on another boat from Antwerp.
Well, my original plan had me catching a ferry to Norway from Scotland as my voyage to mainland Europe. I read that this could be done, and filed it away under T for "Things not to worry about." Well, now, upon thinking, "Oh, yeah, I gotta do that," I've discovered that it's really not possible, as most of such routes stop running for the fall. I frantically tried to recollect the shambles of my brittle plan and put it back together in such a way that I could still go through Scandinavia without losing too much in efficiency (I hate being inefficient.) So my new plan has me going from Newcastle to the Netherlands, which is great, because I'm friends with a Cop from Rotterdam who I'll get to see - then I go up to Denmark and catch a ferry into Norway, only losing a couple days from the original plan. I guess I'll have to steal those days from, say, Rome. Been there already anyway.
Well, tomorrow I'll check out more of Glasgow. Maybe I'll start posting reviews for the vegetarian restaurants I've been going to as well. I feel like "theme" posts could be fun. Instead of me just writing things all willy-nilly like this.
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