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Watch your step and enjoy the pretty lights!
I got to the Winter Wonderland at Glasgow Green later in the afternoon when there was still a bit of daylight left, which I was grateful for since it was hard enough to see the best way with the flooring or spotting curbs where you would expect a ramp, but it did look much prettier with the lights when it got dark.
I tried to get in the mood and enjoyed bopping along to the music and looking at the lights, but there was not that much that I actually wanted to do – in a way I almost tried to not get too excited about anything I saw from afar because it seemed so likely that I would not be able to properly get to it (like axe throwing or marshmallow roasting). It is lovely that I would be able to join my friends and family on the ice if we were to go ice skating, but it would be for the company, as being on the ice in a wheelchair is not much more exciting than being on other types of ground. I definitely appreciated that there was a proper accessible bathroom and not just portapotties, but I could easily see myself get stuck in the mud or on the lip of a door on the way there.
When we got back to the car and folded up my wheelchair, there was a clank and we found that a piece of metal had broken off the frame. It is in the shop now to get fixed and I will not be going on any more Christmas markets or other outings in the meantime. If only everything being “fully accessible” had not meant having to push and pull my chair with destructive force any time I wanted to do more than just wheel past anything interesting…
I got to the Winter Wonderland at Glasgow Green later in the afternoon when there was still a bit of daylight left, which I was grateful for since it was hard enough to see the best way with the flooring or spotting curbs where you would expect a ramp, but it did look much prettier with the lights when it got dark.
I tried to get in the mood and enjoyed bopping along to the music and looking at the lights, but there was not that much that I actually wanted to do – in a way I almost tried to not get too excited about anything I saw from afar because it seemed so likely that I would not be able to properly get to it (like axe throwing or marshmallow roasting). It is lovely that I would be able to join my friends and family on the ice if we were to go ice skating, but it would be for the company, as being on the ice in a wheelchair is not much more exciting than being on other types of ground. I definitely appreciated that there was a proper accessible bathroom and not just portapotties, but I could easily see myself get stuck in the mud or on the lip of a door on the way there.
When we got back to the car and folded up my wheelchair, there was a clank and we found that a piece of metal had broken off the frame. It is in the shop now to get fixed and I will not be going on any more Christmas markets or other outings in the meantime. If only everything being “fully accessible” had not meant having to push and pull my chair with destructive force any time I wanted to do more than just wheel past anything interesting…
