We get to Glasgow fast... faster than many of the other "Traveling Fans" and get numbers in the low 20's... we were all set. The others gathered... Liz & Claire from England, Angela, Tony, Daniela, Elisa, & Diego from Italy, Oscar & Marcos from Spain and Greasy Lake's Queen of the Supermarket, from America!!
Glasgow's queue was much more mellow... and before the crowds got too big we took the time to get to know those we were "touring" with. In Dublin I had worried about Liz getting ran over... she was so tiny and moved quite slow... but was relieved to see a beautiful security man come and escort her out of the crowd to inside just before the gates opened. In Glasgow I got to learn more of Liz and her daughter Claire... (and her kind future son-in-law). Liz had been in the queue for the SSB Tour in Rome and it was just after roll call when she was hit by an out of control car... she was rushed to an Italian hospital with a broken back and leg as well as other injuries... and here she was... back in the queue... camping out and earning her way to the front... what an inspiration!! I was so glad to see Bruce's team take her to safety before the gates opened!! Liz told me all about Graham... the man with the arms... who was her personal angel.
I almost forgot that I was there for Bruce!! :) Oops... Back to the queue... It felt as if there was more of a competitive spirit lurking... as people made plans as to which way they would run to overtake those in front of them... and when the young lady. Ilaria, who had ran the pit line got held up in the gate just in front of me... she panicked and the worker made her calm down before she would release the gate and open it for her. We lost valuable time and my number 22 now got me only into a second row position. But I was satisfied with it having overcome so many challenges to get there. Did I mention the huge flight of stairs going way up then waaay down? I was exhausted when I arrived at my spot... another guy wanted my spot and it was his only show... so I moved a little to the right to give him more room but I didn't have the strength to go toe to toe with the big bully next to me that wanted the rest of my spot... I stood my ground for an hour but when he turned his back on me and started pressing backwards he won the battle and I had nowhere to stand. Liz came to my rescue and insisted that I stand behind her... which gave me a much better view... but I was so weary from lack of sleep and being bullied that I enjoyed the show with much less zest then the nights in Dublin. What a brutal crowd... I thought as I watched drunken fans being pulled out of the pit... one after another. There were some very sweet people right behind me and to the right... a woman and her sweet son... and Denzil's friend with the big box disguised as a die. I still haven't figured out his request. I think it was Roll of the Die! I Watched the first few songs through the tears in my eyes... fatigue... disappointment in my physical abilities... whatever it was... I wasn't able to shake off the bummer feelings as easily as other times... it seemed as though Bruce knew he needed to work extra hard to help me shake my funk... so following up My Lucky Day with She's The One was a good start when Working On The Highway!!
Just when I thought I'd found relief I was taken back into melancholy with Atlantic City and when Bruce began Incident on 57th Street I cried like a baby!!
The River and Kingdom of Days kept me in tears but finally I was able to shake it off with Twist & Shout... but then realized that the show was over! Bruce gave an absolutely beautiful show in Glasgow. I was happy to get back to Dublin where we enjoyed amazing Fish & Chips at a lovely church courtyard before catching up on some rest before heading off to Roma!!
Thanks for the great times... can't wait to see you in America!