29.08.2008 - 29.08.2008 17 °C
We got booted out of the hostel by 10AM unfortunately, and took the bus to Glasgow city centre. I'm sure the city looks nice on a nice day, but the weather on the west coast is considerably gloomier than the east where we were (I know right?) From there, we took a train to some place and then a taxi (courtesy of Joyce) up to Coronsay Gardens, the prettiest development ever, to stay with Ruaridh's Aunt Elaine, Uncle Rody and cousins, Abby (14) and Leigh (12). Ruaridh's mom, Joyce, is staying here for a few days as well. It's pretty clear that we are in a wealthy area - the houses are fairly big for Scotland's standards, some people are driving SUVs with gas at $9-10 a gallon here, and, in Joyce's words, "they have the only dishwasher in Scotland."
We unpack and get ready to go out for dinner - it's Ruaridh's granddad's 80th. A girl in a school uniform walks in the kitchen, and she looks about our age. I learn this is Ruaridh's 12-year old cousin. Abby comes in later.. they are both very sweet and very funny. Ruaridh's uncle comes in and talks and talks and I have no idea what's going on. It's similar at dinner. Ruaridh's grandparents are incredibly sweet, and although I am treated like family and feel very welcome, I feel like people are staring at me a lot. I find out things I do that are "American" like having black coffee. It was overall a really nice night, and Ruaridh's family is great.