Postcards from the Edge Episode IX Part III

Greetings from bonny Scotland! Lemme tell you something: Sleeping on marble ain't all it's cracked up to be. For various reasons, we ended up having to sleep at the airport last night... I thought it would be fool-proof; who in their right mind (besides myself) would sleep in an airport? At any rate, for some of those various reasons, we ended up pulling up into the airport at 1am, believing that it should be deserted by that point, curling up on some lounge chairs and waiting till morning... do you remember that Simpsons episode where Maggie gets sent to the Ayn Rand Nursery and saves all those pacifiers and then when the Simpsons come to get Maggie, all the babies are in the gymnasium sucking on their soothers, and then they back away out the door because of the weirdness?... well, it was exactly the same way when we got to the airport, only it was adults, not babies, and no one was using pacifiers... however, the whole freaking airport was full (!) of people lying on the chairs, on the floors, under the cafe tables... it was weird! People were pushing each other around go-karting with the luggage trolleys! At any rate, because we were so 'late' we ended up sleeping between some Americans and some Brits on the marble overlooking the control tower... weirdness... I've also learned something else: Marble doesn't retain heat. 'Nuff said.
Some stereotypes preserved, others not: We passed about FIVE golf courses on the train from the airport into Glasgow, and we actually saw some men (OK, well, one guy) dressed in a kilt playing golf (aye indeed, my laddies!) on a Monday morning... Men do not walk around normally in kilts... I haven't seen anyone that looks like Willie the Groundskeepers... The wedding shoppes actually have bridal gown models besides models with full Scottish regalia, kilt and all... There was a busker playing the bagpipes (do they pay him to stop?)... I actually haven't seen any restaurants deliberately trying to sell haggis, nor do they sell 'instant haggis stuffing' in the supermarkets... I know it's a Robbie Burns day kind of thing, but still...
julia