1. Having to navigate the masses of tourists on Princes Street.
2. Being unsure of how to get anywhere without using Google Maps.
"What the hell did you just put on my chips?"
Before now you were unaware people actually visited Scotland. You thought they were an urban legend, like Nessie.
You're just used to Glasgow's easy peasy grid system.
You think you'll pop in for a quick coffee at Social Bite, you end up seeing two shows, participating in a live art performance, and becoming a magician's assistant.
*Avoids eye contact* *makes 40 minute detour to avoid the Royal Mile*
Your ears didn't know how easy they had it on Buchanan Street.
Why are there so many?!
Because apparently it is now a socially unacceptable thing to do.
Suddenly Buchanan bus station doesn't seen so bad.
Six years in the making and you're pretty sure you could walk to the airport faster.
Yes I'm from Glasgow. No I'm not an alcoholic.
Doesn't really translate as an insult here.
Apparently a Glaswegian accent implies expertise on all things Scotland.
Lucky you: Your home friends now assume you will provide accommodation for every Glaswegian and their dog.
Hingy slowly becomes thingy and greetin' slowly becomes crying. Which is what you'll be doing when you realise you're losing your Weegie twang.
Will you ever get a break?!
... but try taking your tap aff in the sunshine in Edinburgh.
Apparently no musician has ever heard of Edinburgh.
Because you can't beat The Style Mile.
Think Opal Lounge might be a wee bit dearer than the Garage.
Ah well, I guess it isn't all that bad ;).