Touristing and it was Good

Day 29, Thursday, July 4th. Happy Birthday America.  
Glasgow, Scotland. Steps 25019





Wandering the city today there was a smell in the air that reminded of Prague and Budapest.  European.  



Graffiti/Mural





The Clyde Bridge Arc is at a diagonal across water. 

The population of Glasgow is about 600,000.  



Walked to George Square and got a 2 day ticket for the City Hop On, Hop Off bus.  I qualify for the ‘consession’ rate (senior citizen).  Sat on the top open level and rode in the cold wind.  Used the jacket and scarf brought along, just in case, the ‘in case’ was needed.  

The bus went past:  Glasgow Cathedral (tomorrow), Merchant Square, Barras Market (might go on Saturday), People’s Palace, Central Station, Clyde Bridge Arc, Scottish Events, Clydeside Distillery, Riverside Museum with the Tall Ship.  



Inside the Kelvingrove 



Hopped off at the Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum where 2 hours were happily spent. Then walked to University of Glasgow and spent another hour in the Hunterian Museum and Art Gallery. 



Alabaster carved shrine from 1480.





Anna Pavlova painted by John Lavery in 1910. 





‘An Allegorical Landscape - Autumn’ about 1630-32. Jan Brueghel the Younger and Hendrik Van Balen the Elder. 



‘Nature and Her Followers’ about 1615-19.  Peter Paul Rubens and Jan Brueghel the Elder.  



‘Christ of St John of The Cross’.  Salvador Dali.  1951



The Kelvingrove Organ.  “One of the most famous in the world.  Built in 1901 by T.C. Lewis &Co, LTD, London.   It has 3 manuals and a pedal console with 48 speaking stops to control 2,889 pipes.”



University of Glasgow has quite an old history and tradition, back to 1451.  No real places of academic learning in Stevens Point at that time.  





Cloisters





While going through this part of the exhibition there was a blind girl being lead through by a guide from the museum.  He was carefully describing what everything was about - and was helping place her hands on the stones to feel the shapes and inscriptions.  





A Mummy - Olivia!!!





Hopped back on bus and hopped off near the Theatre Royal and the Royal Concert Hall.  Also near the Point A Hotel, my semi odd residence.  
 
Wandered in St Enoch Shopping Center and the Buchanan Galleries (not Art, but stores). 



Carnival rides in the middle of a ancient city?

“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.”  Henry Miller 

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