Good evening my lovely, lovely readers. This post come from a very content little blogger. I’ve had a wonderful weekend and now I’m all snuggled up on the sofa finishing another of 101 challenges but I’ll come to that soon. There will be new reviews up tomorrow so if that’s what you’re looking for then I’m sorry but tonight it is a post about a road trip to Glasgow.

On Saturday morning, way to early for my liking, I stumbled into a taxi to Stoke Station, grabbed myself a skinny caramel latte and took the train up to Crewe. After a quick train hop I was on the train to Glasgow with my delightful mother. Three hours later, a little tired and with aching legs and heads ringing (small children on trains can be a little tiring) we reached Glasgow. A day spent looking walking through the lovely trailing of streets of Glasgow we a number of stunning art galleries and traipsed the streets shopping.

A number of magaritas in the early evening and a wander back to hotel we were in for an utter treat. The hotel was stunning; with modern rooms filled with little beautiful lines and treasures on every surface we were shocked at how beautiful it all was.

Perfectly thought out and stunningly beautiful; after announcing that I was to move in, we took a walk down into the town and preceded to devour a monster burrito and also a bowl of mussels and fries. Oh and two bottles of wine. The place was stunning and with the drink flowing we enjoyed the truly beautiful atmosphere of the little diner.

After the best night sleep in weeks, we woke to the stunning sights of Glasgow. A hearty breakfast later we were walking the streets looking at the stunning graffiti, the dazzling views and the bustling streets.

A few trips to a number of galleries including the light house and a trip to the river we took in the truly beautiful sights of Glasgow. The place was a bustling joy and although on arriving there I wasn’t sure I know I need to go back and discover more about this wonderful place!

I am a little whimsical at the best of times so as it is scotland I had to find myself a deep fried mars bar! I must admit it was Mumma B who finally tracked one down in a little chippy on the high street. The verdict; a lot like a nuttella crepe with caramel! I couldn’t finish it but the thought was there.

After a very long day we finally trekked back to the highstreet to find more cocktails; shock! We tried an excellent number including a very spicy but detectable martini (and a number of other cocktails!)

Two very tired travellers took the train back home and although a few wobbles getting back I had a very lovely sleep and a very tired but wholesome day at work!

I had a truly lovely weekend away; you watch out Glasgow, this little traveller will be back!