Sep 24, 2003
. Albeit, I was tired, very sore and starving, I was on my way! Upon arrival at my hostel I went directly to my room, only to find three sleeping guys. So I dropped my stuff and headed off in search of food and to check in for my Irish Rover tour that would be leaving in two days time. So after some supper and phone - calling home to tell my mom all about my fiasco, I headed back to my room to find the three guys not only awake, but standing around in their Calvin's chatting. That old line 'Hello boys!' worked very well as they all became quite bashful. Quickly they scurried off to shower, and returned fully clothed to introduce themselves. They were from London and in Dublin to party, and of course invited me out, but I declined, to tired from my day's events, but wished them a good time and headed to bed. Then after what seemed like hours, I woke up to the light being turned on and I heard whispering, first a male voice, then a female voice, and it sounded like it was coming form one of the guys bunk beds, I was absolutely mortified, I thought they had brought back girls to the hostel, so I stuck my face in the corner and hoped that it would be quiet. Finally I got back to sleep and woke in the morning, almost to scared to get up, but then found that it was another couple that had come into the room during the night, and they arrived at 10pm. I was so relived!
So my first day in Dublin was spent on a city sight seeing tour which basically means you pay once prices and can hop on and hop off as often as you like in a 24 hour period, as well there is a tour guide who provided a history and information on all the monuments etc. So I visited Dublin Castle, Christ Church cathedral and crypt (which was so amazing) and Dublinia. Dublinia is this cool sort of museum that is completely interactive and takes you through Irish and Dublin history. It was good fun and actually clarifies the city's history and makes it very understandable. It really is geared towards kids, but I loved it too! I then grabbed a Starbucks and headed to St. Stephens Park, where I wandered about and sat on a nice bench overlooking a big pond full of ducks. The weather was absolutely beautiful and warm. Carrying on, I headed to St. Patrick's Cathedral where I heard the choir boys practicing. After all that site seeing, I decided that I needed a drink. So the two options that I had where the Guinness brewery or the St. James Distillery, and I am afraid the whiskey won that argument, so off I went to discover how Irish whiskey was made. However, I must confess, I do like Scottish whisky better!
WELCOME TO IRELAND! After a fantastic time in Scotland and the decision made to come back, I made my way to Ireland, but it wasn't easy. First of all, I missed my bus that took me to the bus station, so I ran there, yes ran, backpack and all, and I severely pulled some muscle in my ribs and back, but I had to catch the bus to catch the plane. So once on the bus to Glasgow, I relaxed knowing that I had an airport transfer at the bus station and a place ticket to Ireland. Once I arrived at the airport, with only 1 hour and 45 minutes till my flight, I looked all over for the Ryanair counter, only to find it didn't exist, as I had gone to the wrong damn airport! So luckily, the lady at the info desk gave me exact direct, and said I would make my flight, not to worry. So I RAN to the bus and basically jumped out in front of it to get on, then had to catch a train to the airport. Once I arrived, I only had 25 minutes before my flight, and I though for sure they wouldn't let me through. In fact quite the opposite, they took my luggage, checked me in, and ushered me to the front of the security line and I boarded the plane with 10 minutes to spare