The plane landed 10 min before the expected time (as usual, with Ryan Air), so we were able to catch the last train from the airport to the town (cheaper and faster than the bus).
Arrived at Glasgow Central Station it was raining slowly (we are in the UK, what else could we expect?), but the hostel was near the station. Then, surprise: due to a mistake there were no rooms available.
The guy at the reception made some calls and arranged for us a free accomodation for the night in another hostel. He called a taxi and ... the driver didn't neither know where the street of the other hostel was.
He went in to speak to the guy at the reception who showed him a map, after 5 minutes came back to the car, saying he didn't understand where he had to bring us, took a look to his own map and he went in the wrong place, as expected... Finally, to make a long story short, we found the beds and the first night in Glasgow went by.
PS: May be because of the time, it was around 2:00 local time (3:00, for our bodys, set to CET), but it was really hard to understand Sottish people to speak! Their one is absolutely not English!