I was reminded of that as I took the train for a light day trip into Glasgow and have a look around. I had explored the city many times, but figured it would be nice to walk around Buchanan Street and George Square to see what's new since my last visit. At the last minute, I decided to hop on a tour bus and check things out.
I thought highly of the public transportation system... until my ride home during the early evening rush hour. On the rail from Glasgow Queen Street Station to Helensburgh Central, the train stopped on Hyndland and passengers were told service was discontinued due to "technical problems." I stood on the platform with dozens of other passengers, in a chorus of groans as we saw the next train to Helensburgh Central canceled and other passing trains headed to other areas like Dalmuir and Balloch.
I laughed a little when a woman started complaining about the ongoing "technical problems" (apparently she had three encounters in the last three days); she complained in a very polite way which I truly admired. She wasn't rude or aggressive, and her voice hardly raised in more frustration than anger.
Anyway, after nearly an hour on the platform, I finally got on one and made it home.
We ventured down to the Firth of Clyde and sat by the water to soak up more of the sun. This winter was especially harsh, so I was told everyone was excited to be outdoors. We munched on McCoy's Crisps and drank my first Irn-Bru (which I definitely love!) while watching people.
I'll take it easy again tomorrowy... I leave for London on Friday night.