"Ever since I was a boy, I've always been amazed by the Celtic culture. It was never just about the Scottish clans and Loch Ness monster, but the nature, the people's religious connection with it and the whole mystical allure is what amazed me. So when the opportunity finally presented itself, I took it and set out from Australia to the UK to visit my mate in Glasgow.
|Street in Glasgow, Scotland|
I made a little side trip and used the opportunity to fly all the way out from Australia and visit the British Museum in London, since a major part of Celtic relics like shields, swords and various ornaments found in Britain are kept there.
The Museum is unbelievably big and the day went by in a snap. I've paid my respect to another British tradition by visiting a couple of pubs before going to bed. My mate in Glasgow was eagerly waiting for my arrival the next day.
I woke up and took off quite early, so I was in Glasgow by noon. We immediately drove away from
the city, as my mate Cedrick wanted to relax a bit after a busy week. We went to legendary Loch Lomond for a bit of fishing and hiking. It was truly mesmerizing, even more beautiful than I've envisioned it.
After a while we decided to check out the Antonine Wall and hang out a bit around the remains, nowadays covered with turf. I especially enjoyed the mild island climate. Although I was born and raised in Australia, I was never too keen on hot weather.
We then headed back to Glasgow for a substantial supper and what was supposed to be a nice, low-key evening at the pub. Of course, I was unaware that there is no such thing as a quiet evening in the pub with a bunch of Scottish lads! I know that us Aussies are famous for our accent and slang, but I assure you that it is nothing compared to the way these rowdy Glaswegians speak. I mean, in what other English-speaking country would you be called a glaikit (a fool) just because you don't get the slang, which is impossible to understand if someone doesn't explain it to you. But after a few beers and a couple of laughs, I got comfortable and thoroughly enjoyed the rest of the evening.
The following day was all about a road trip adventure with the whole gang. We went to the beautiful Isle of Skye by ferry and enjoyed a couple of beers on the shore with the cool sea breeze was swooping along.
|Eilean Donan Castle|
I wanted to see Loch Ness, but Cedrick and his mates had a different agenda and soon enough we were at the Celtic Park football stadium, as they wanted to show me their favorite site of the city. Although I am not a football fan, I was happy to see what my friend was so enthusiastic about.
The guys promised to take me to a big game the next time I visit. Of course, there was no way to avoid going to the pub once more, which somehow seems very natural, almost obligatory.
The visit to the magical land of my childhood ended with pints of beer and an evening-long performance of Celtic's fan-songs!"
About our guest blogger: Mark Tomich is a father and a husband, so you may imagine what a rare treat it is for him to be able to fly out on his own to meet his friends. Apart from spending time with his family and traveling, Mark enjoys a good BBQ and a game of chess. You can reach out to him on Twitter - @TomMark84.