Student Tours Scotland deals with the rain all the time. It's a common theme in Glasgow.
It rains in Glasgow. I’m not sure if you’ve noticed this. I have. It rained a lot today and I think instead of getting up and heading into the city, next time I’m just going to get dressed in the shower. It would have the same outcome. I’d be fully clothed and drenched but at least I’d be in the comfort of my own home.
The Glasgow rain is unlike any rain you’ve ever had in your life. Student Tours Scotland knows this all too well. On a Portpatrick tour, as the sun burst through the clouds, bathing us in a warm, happy glow I noticed the impending Armageddon approaching from the north. It swept across the land like some heavenly brush that had been dipped in the ocean. Within seconds we were saturated - soaked to the bone. Yes, even my bones. They were very wet that day - poor bones.
The downpour of water from the sky is different in Glasgow and Scotland. On one Student Tours Scotland walk in the city centre a student from Canada noted that the weather comes at you from all angles. Rain does not like gravity in Glasgow. It drives skywards at you from the ground. Angry rain, bouyant rain, bad-tempered rain. This stuff is the rain of the legends you heard of as a kid. It is mystical rain and since we have a unicorn for a national animal, it’s all too real here. There is nothing mythical about the rain here.
I have felt the wrath of the rain more times than I care to admit in Scotland. It lashes you, clawing at your hair and face - you sometimes feel like you’re being slashed as the rain takes some dark, unknowing vengeance for a crime you had no idea you committed. You have wronged the rain and it will get it’s revenge in Glasgow.
I don’t think you can deal with the rain in Glasgow. It’s not possible. Some Student Tours Scotland trips are nothing but a sea of deceased umbrellas, scattered around the towns and villages of Scotland like the poor souls of some devine raining death-shower. The rain means business, the rain is serious. The Glasgow rain is eternal. It cannot be stopped and it cannot be tamed.
I’ve come to love the rain in Glasgow. At least that is what I tell myself anyway. I think it can hear my thoughts, it knows I’m thinking of hurting it - of inventing some permanent rain-drying-machine (I’ll call it, ‘the sun’) that will get rid of the drops of death once and for all. It will take several weeks (maybe months to perfect - most likely around what we call ‘summertime’) and so for now, join me as I grit my teeth, brace for May and say, audibly to be heard by all the rain that falls around me, “all HAIL the rain” (see what I did there?), “I embrace your fury”.
I love Ayr. That’s why I’m taking you all there with Student Tours Scotland on Sunday (see here for tickets: https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/coach-trip-ayrshire-coast-beach-castle-villages-and-a-dragon-statue-2200-per-head-tickets-20129196970).
However my personal experience with the town is always different. Still positive mind you, but different - hehe. The city has great history with Robert Burns, William Wallace and Oliver Cromwell - all of whom we will chat about on Sunday. But there is a modern evil in Ayr - one that can never be stopped. It will always remain, sometimes in a new form, but always lurking, waiting.
One fateful Sunday, walking along the River Ayr with five students over the lunch break, this ginger saw his favourite locals from the town - the geese. I should say at this point that I love geese. I really do - they are hilarious. The ones in Glasgow’s Hogganfield Loch and Park are so funny they make me laugh for hours. However the ones in Ayr, well they are just pure evil. Evil I tell you! EVIL!
While pointing them out at the students (since they were so close to the walkway which is rare) one of them made that weird goose sound at me. It’s like QUARF! But with a heavy K sound and like you are swallowing a Z. QUARF! It shouted at me again, as if it needed to get by me. QUARF! Again it yelled and this time I noticed that it was a little close for comfort.
So suddenly, mid-story about how amazing the geese were, one of the geese started to bite my sneakers and chased me over the old brig (bridge) at the River Ayr in front of some of my students and lots of locals.
Never let it be said that I don’t give a ‘different’ kind of tour with Student Tours Scotland. Join us this week for more goose related madness.
Student Tours Scotland loves a good myth or legend. Ailsa Craig (known locally as ‘Paddy’s Mile Stone’) has plenty associated with it. On our Coastal Ayrshire tour this weekend (tickets here: https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/coach-trip-ayrshire-coast-beach-castle-villages-and-a-dragon-statue-2200-per-head-tickets-20129196970) you can hear all about the stories from this fabled wee island.
There is one legend that I was brought up since way before Student Tours Scotland was born - The Muffin. Ailsa Craig the island will always be, ‘The Muffin’, to me. It was a tale from my childhood about how you can tell the weather. It might not always be obvious, but Glasgow can get some pretty weird weather systems - even seen that weird ball of light in the sky?
They say that if you can see all of, ‘The Muffin’, then the weather will be good. If, ‘The Muffin’ is covered in fog at the top and looks like an ‘Iced Muffin’ then the weather will be changeable. However if you cannot see the muffin at all? Well, you better be worried as the rain is on the way!
Of course all of this forgets the fact that by the time you actually reach, ‘The Muffin’, you’ll probably already know that the Heavens have opened. Anyway, join Student Tours Scotland this weekend on Sunday and see for yourself: the LEGEND of ‘The Muffin’.