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Days 65-67, 2025 European Odyssey

Tuesday-Thursday, Sept. 2-4, 2025; Glasgow, Scotland; Douglas, Isle of Man; and Cobh, Ireland.

Looking back, I wish I had spent a semester or year studying abroad. The University of Glasgow would be on the short list of places I would have enjoyed. I briefly wondered Tuesday if it is not too late.

The university’s main campus, in Glasgow’s West End, combines sandstone Gothic revival architecture and lively streets with cafes, vintage boutiques and bars. It would be a fun place to live and study.

The Nieuw Statendam docked Tuesday in Greenock, about 45 minutes down the River Clyde from Glasgow, Scotland’s largest city. I chose the convenience of a ship transfer over the lower price and flexibility of taking the train. During the drive our guide told us about the area and the city, and then set us off with maps and a promise to return about four-and-a-half hours later.

First thing: coffee. Avoiding the familiar green Starbucks signs, I stumbled across the Wild Olive Tree, a non-profit café inside St. George’s Tron (Church of Scotland). In fact, the tables take up most of the church’s ground floor, leaving a small seating section near the altar.

In addition to generating profits for charitable works, the café serves as a work training opportunity and provides free coffee and meals for those who cannot pay. It’s obvious this outreach is a vital part of the church’s mission. All I can say is that, while I’m not usually a scone fan, I thoroughly enjoyed my lemon scone (for the record, with cream first and then jam).

I wasn’t too interested in the upscale shops with well-known logos. But because you can never own too much paint, I stopped by an art supply store. (I know, an argument can be made that any color can be mixed from red, yellow and blue, but what’s the fun in that?) I found a few new colors on my shopping list, including Daniel Smith’s Naples Yellow, which will be useful for many of these old European cities. And while I certainly don’t need another tote bag, I couldn’t pass up one printed with the Cass Art Manifesto: “Let’s Fill This Town With Artists.”

I decided the best use of my remaining time was to join the open top deck of a hop-on, hop-off bus. It promised to give me a good overview of the city beyond the small area I already had explored.

Along the riverside we saw the SEC Armadillo, an auditorium that resembles the Sydney Opera House, and the Clydeside Distillery.

In addition to the University of Glasgow, the West End featured the large Kelvingrove Park and the stunning architecture of the Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum. It has everything from works by the Dutch Old Masters and Impressionists to “Sir Roger the Elephant, a taxidermy measuring 10.5 feet in height and one of Kelvingrove’s most popular exhibits,” according to one website. I’ll need to devote a whole day to it on another visit.

My lasting impression of the bus tour is of the many beautiful spires and towers over the city.

On Wednesday and Thursday, we returned to Douglas, Isle of Man, and then Cobh, Ireland. Both days started with rain, so I caught up with blogging and other “chores” on board, heading into each town when the skies cleared up in early afternoon.

Having toured other parts of the Isle of Man earlier in the summer, this time I explored the town of Douglas. It sits on a sweeping bay with a promenade made for strolling. At the near end I took my obligatory photo of the BeeGees, who were born here before immigrating to Australia.

The promenade is lined with Victorian architecture and public gardens. One block in is the long pedestrian shopping street.

Once the sun came out in Cobh, a crowd gathered outside The Mauretania, a pub named for the Cunard ocean liner that frequently stopped in Queenstown, as Cobh once was named. A single guitar player backed up by a massive sound system led the crowds in familiar sea shanties.

On my final stop this summer in Ireland, I opted for Irish fish soup and a Murphy’s Irish Stout before returning to the ship.