June 16 - Arrival in Glasgow
After returning to Glasgow, a couple of us headed over to the Barras, an outdoor market that is essentially a large flea market. It seemed kinda seedy, though we did find some excellent homemade lentil soup for lunch. I found a pretty nice T-shirt modeled after the Scottish National rugby team's jersey.
Later we went out to eat, and ended up at a pretty ritzy restaurant. My meal came to about £30, which translates to around $42. It was good, and at that price, it had better be! I have to admit that I got a bit testy on the walk over there, since several of the group 1) didn't think we were going in the right direction; 2) didn't want to eat at that kind of restaurant; 3) were bitching about the weather. So I basically said, if you don't like it, go somewhere else. I wasn't the trip leader. That became something of a joke, since I repeated it several times. I wasn't there to shepherd a bunch of friends, all of whom are strong-willed, around the hills of Scotland. I was there to ride, and if they wanted to come along, fine. Well, it became clear to me that I had to change *my* attitude, and so I decided I wasn't going to take any complaining as a personal attack. And I think everyone enjoyed the trip more because of it.
Tomorrow: We Ride! The weather forecast, as is probably expected for Scotland, is iffy.
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