Epilogue: Islay Inn, 1260 Argyle St, Glasgow

And we're done! After 370 different pubs in 362 days, spread across 12 different countries (and two continents), we spent the last few days of our year abroad in the birthplace of my beloved Grandpa Ovans. Glasgow is quite possibly our favourite city in all of Europe (though Budapest and Copenhagen are still in the running). Suck on that, Barcelona.

Curious to see what effect a year of no sunshine, no dogs, law school (for Meghan), and too much alcohol (for me) had on the two of us? Here we were at the start of our journey...

Before

 ...and at the end.

After

It looks like our eyes got smaller. Otherwise, we're good.

See you at the pub.