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... Mary. The place was dubbed "Red Clydeside". The workers staged a 17 month "work-in" instead of a strike when 6,000 jobs were to be lost, taking charge of the shipyards and locking management out.
For months I tried to get a grip on Scottish history. Trust me it's not easy.
A very brief history of Scotland:
The land was populated from the continent in waves either of migrants or invaders (often the same folks). Many were Celts which is ...
We arrived into the port of Greenock at about 7 am and we caught the shuttle bus into Glasgow which was approximately 45 mins where we were dropped of at George Square and did the hop on hop off bus again. As we were going through the terminal we were offered a shot of whiskey and a piece of shortbread which was about 8.30 in the morning which warmed you up as it was a ...
After checking into our hotel at Glasgow, we changed from our travelling clothes into some nicer clothes for dinner. A restaurant pub offered us some nice food and cheap jugs to share. We then headed out for a wander and to "people watch." We ended up in a club that wasn't too crowded and who offered £2 drinks!!! (Roughly the equivalent of $4) After some time spent there with the locals and their funny accents and after playing ...
For our journey to Glasgow we had eight "tickets" - two for us, four for the bikes (two for them and two for us) and two for booked seats - it fair stretches your wallet when you squeeze them in, especially when you have another similar pack for the train from Glasgow to Euston in there as well!
After the last stop before Glasgow Queen Street (Dalmure) our train pulled down some overhead wires which meant that we ...
... wave crashed over us and as we clung to the sides of the roof for dear life. After around an hour of this we reached
the calmer waters of the spectacular northern coast of Bali, which was an unexpected bonus on our trip home.
Soaked to the bone, we were loaded onto an air-conditioned minibus and driven across the island to Denpasar airport. As the Indian Ocean dripped steadily from our clothes, it was time to say goodbye. ...