When you arrive in Glasgow coming from the Highlands you feel a sense of being out of place. Glasgow seems like a letdown but not because of what it has to offer. As one of the first European cultural capital, Glasgow morphed from an industrial city to a vibrant center of culture and creativity.
Its old university, its interesting and numerous museums, the daily Kelvingrove organ concert, its charming location around the river, its parks, the cathedral and its Victorian buildings are for sure major attractions for any visitor.
And most probably if we had come to Glasgow in the first days after we landed in Scotland we would have enjoyed it more. But in spite of Macintosh’s architectural spirit that dominates the city style and the interesting new architecture, what can match the mysterious Highlands in Scotland ever?
So I will defer my last thoughts to Robert Burns, the national poet of Scotland:
“My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here,
My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe,
My heart’s in the Highlands, wherever I go.”
“Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands forever I’ll love.”
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