Yesterday was the most beautiful day I have ever experienced in Glasgow. After working in the morning I headed out to the park to read around 3 and it was glorious. Glasgow in sunshine is very much like Portland in sunshine--people frantically getting outside to revel in the vitamin D and warmth--except Glasgow takes it to a whole new level. Thousands of people emerge into the park with bbq's, picnics, troops of teenagers rove around and there are adorable infatuated couples wherever you look shamelessly making out on the grass, the whole thing is quite a scene. I have rather a penchant for people watching, so this whole situation is rather agreeable with me, though rainy Glasgow is just as good for people watching. The delightful people combined with the wonderful books that Voltaire & Rousseau have been allowing me to discover are a wonderful combination.
Most of the summer I have been pretty disappointed with how little time I have really had to read, and thankfully while I've been here I have been averaging a book every 1-2 days which is giving the bookworm in me an extra and needed boost. I couldn't help feeling yesterday, sitting on a park bench intermittently reading my Phillip Roth book and imagining stories for all the people around me, just completely and effortlessly happy. And thankfully because Glasgow is far enough north I was able to stay out in the park until 7:30 reading comfortable until my need for dinner finally overwhelmed me.
Now back at the same cafe again today after a delightfully long walk early this morning. It gets harder and harder to think about leaving this place every hour!
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