So, back through the park--taking a different path this time--and downtown to a place marked on the map as "Scottish Claymores." We figured it would be big swords, which are always cool. But when we got there, we found out that the Scottish Claymores were actually a European football (not soccer) team. Feeling rather dejected, we wandered through the rain (another thing I didn't like about Glasgow) till around 14:00, when we went back to the hotel to get some work done before tea.
Tea... well, tea was just kind of there. The Willow Tea Room wasn't all that exciting. The tables were crammed really close together, the chairs were uncomfortable, and we didn't actually get to order anything. I was really looking forward to cream tea, but all they brought us was tea, scones (without cream), some dessert-type things, and a bunch of weird little sandwiches that all had butter on them. I must say, I definitely preferred Betty's.
Once again, I'm drawing blanks. I remember that we were looking for a pub, but really only found clubs, and eventually gave up. Got to bed sometime around 23:00.
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