I don't like running in public. It's not far from Glasgow Central Station to the Arches, but I'm still out of breath by the time I get there. "I am SO sorry, it took an hour and a HALF to get here from EDINBURGH." They like you to be early to pick up press tickets. They like to see your credentials and cross-check everything before handing over a free ticket. "Nae bother, it happens. Enjoy the show!" Uhm. Okay. As it turns out, the show is half an hour late to start anyway, and continues far longer than the normal hour-long slot I'm used to. Since venues aren't booked up 24/7, the Glasgow International Comedy Festival is a lot, and I mean a LOT more relaxed than the Fringe over in Edinburgh. Spanning over a mere two weeks, and mostly occupying the evening, the festival goes on while normal Glaswegian life continues above ground, with none of this traffic-stopping intensity that Edinburgh puts itself through once