The not-so-small boy and I have been enjoying the last few days of his school holidays. Since schools in our area go back later than elsewhere in Scotland, it's a good time to do touristy things, as long as we avoid Edinburgh which is inevitably a zoo in August.
Today we went to New Lanark, which I have wanted to go to for years. It's the second time recently I've been somewhere in that part of Scotland and been thoroughly disappointed. I suspect the same architects may be involved.
New Lanark probably thinks it is accessible. Access throughout the indoor exhibits is via ramps - all the way up five levels of mill buildings and all the way back down again. Unfortunately this means the ramps are steep. I'm not easily bettered by a ramp or a hill. But I don't like to constantly be fighting that tipping feeling you get on a ramp that's just about too steep. Especially when it's a long one. I needed help more than once and anyone who knows me knows how much I hate that.
Coming down the way was almost as bad. No tipping feeling but that constant almost out of control feeling and blisters on the thumbs from gripping the push rims. Luckily it was fairly empty or I might have taken someone out. This ramp between the two buildings gives you an idea of what it's like - though some sections were steeper, some had slopes round corners. None had decent handrails.
Instead, when you get to the bottom you're faced with a push up a roadway (access to the adjacent hotel) as you're not even allowed to go backwards through the exhibits to get to the main entrance.
Most of the external buildings (workers house, shop, Robert Owen's house, school) require assistance due to the steep roads.
Oh and it's probably not worth the 20 quid it cost the two of us.