On Thursday we took the train to Glasgow. It was so easy, just to the station, buy a ticket and stay on the train until the last stop. As can sometimes go wrong we went right, instead of left when leaving the train station and had to hunt a little for our hotel, which turned out to be actually attached to the train station. Well, with a name like the Grand Central Hotel, it does make sense. The hotel is one of those from the glory days of travel, where people dressed up and had a butler to carry their bags. Well the butlers are long gone and jeans are more the dress coe of the day now, but the hotel still has some glory.
In truth, the bed in this room was larger than the entire bedroom in the apartment we had rented!
We had lunch in a shopping area in Glasgow and Christmas is in full bloom in Scotland
Well, I'm thinking this is for Christmas, but maybe it is there year round?
My beloved was getting very excited and we headed over to the O2 Academy at about 5:00 pm for a show that started at 8:00. Truthfully, I thought she was out of her mind, but we were not the first in line. We go in line behind a group of fans that we came to find out are not just fans, but FANS!!
After a little while they were joined by a couple from Manchester, England that were referred to as the King & Queen of Texas. It seems that this concert would be their 12th show of this tour. Yes, the 12th time they had seen the band on this tour.
I am not going to lie, it was cold waiting and waiting and waiting.
But the company was making it a little warmer. It seemed this entire group of people were connected via life, facebook, twitter etc. all because of the band Texas. They knew all about them, had met them, partied with them. Some might refer to them as groupies, but I don't think that word applies to them. Ubber fans is what comes to mind for me. And, I could quickly see my beloved becoming one. She was just so happy to find her people. Others like her, that love this music, others that she did not have to explain who they were or how they got their name. From the movies Paris, Texas in case you wanted to know.
So we stood and chatted and waited. And waited. And waited.
Finally at 7:00 they opened the door and the rush to the stage began. Our new friends ushered us in and directed us where to go and made sure we got a spot right in the front row. Yes, after standing for the last two hours outside, we would be standing for the duration of the show. It was a general admission show and we were right in front. Between our new friends from Manchester and a couple of cute little lesbians, that were so excited to meet "girls" from San Fransico!
And so it began.
First a band called "A Girl Named Johnny". The lead singer was a little tiny blond girl in a pink and white ginham shirt and black leather jacket. Her guitar was bigger than she was! They were good, but they were not the main act or the reason we were there.
This was:
My beloved was so very happy! It was worth an 11 hour flight to see her so happy.
We were able to walk back to our hotel after the show, it was a brisk walk, a really fast brisk walk.
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Congratuations on getting to Meca. How knew it would be in Glasgow.
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