A large Victorian cemetery in central Glasgow, built to inter the remains of the great and good. It's been observed, by Billy Connolly no less, that Glasgow as a city gives no fucks about you while you're alive, but they take care of you when you're dead. Certainly it has some ornate, if rather austerely Presbyterian, monuments, kept in that kind of orderly disrepair you only ever find in cemeteries and professors' offices. It's built on a hill, and up on the top there's a gigantic monument to John Knox, and some excellent views of the city, albeit mildly spoiled by the gigantic smokestack off on the far side of it. It's very pretty in autumn, and you can get some excellent photos of Glasgow Cathedral.
Of course, it's all a gigantic conspiracy, as well. Most of the Victorian great and good of Glasgow were Masons, and the Necropolis is just a mass of Masonic symbolism, starting with the bridge you cross to get into it. Everything from some of the larger mausoleums to the route the paths take up the hill has some significance.
DesperationQuest. 9/20. 29 minutes.