Another trip on my wall As all exciting trip days, I woke up early without any alarm or black tea. Rushed to send work emails to settle few pending stuff to allow my mind to slip-in to the holiday mood. My wife and son got ready in no time as always and we took the trains to the Victoria Coach station. Last time I was on this coach station, we missed the bus for no reason. And this time we were far too keen to rush and board the bus without any gate opening or calls unlike last time when they never opened gate or did a call but expected the world to get into the bus. Long journey to Glasgow, Scotland and time to take that long awaited, careless, free, my own time to get that long cherished sleep which I missed due to long work hours and other busy-ness. Reached in the evening as planned. First interesting personal touch was shown by the taxi driver who blinked his eyes with wonder when I said the zip code which had been the norm in London. He said can you tell me th...