Today is the day I am leaving Tramore. I don't want to leave, but I have a schedule to follow. Today is the day for Kilkenny. My original plan was to leave Tramore at 09.00, but that idea got thrown out of the window. I HAD to say goodbye to the Scottish barkeeper.
But back to the start of this day, I woke up at 07.00, with a nose as clogged/closed as the Panama canal during heavy rain. I sat and looked out the window, and went back to sleep. Woke up again at 08.00, trying to find a position that made it easier to breath. I got up at 09.30, because of my alarm.
Went out to the kitchen and sat and talked with Patti and Nayuta. We talked about sushi and Japanese signs. Then I made sveler, and served them with browncheese. *Yummy*
And then the time for "Getting-to-the-pub" got closer, and the search for the key started. I looked EVERYWHERE, and when I gave up looking I found it. Typical! I had an appointment with the Italian guy that Karen hosted.
And then after a lot of hugs, I got driven up to O'Neill's by Mark, and I dragged the suitcase into the pub. That must have been a strange sight. There were only 2 people there, plus the barkeeper. I ended up talking a bit to him, and got a Guinness. I sat down and waited, and took photos.
Then Federigo (the Italian guy) came, and we ended up talking about all and everything. Then Marc (the French guy that was staying with Karen) came. And I kept on looking at the time, because I had like 5-6 minutes until I had to be at the bus-stop. I had already finished my Guinness, and I wanted more. I knew that there were no time to get another Guinness, so I ordered a cider, and I finished it in under 4 minutes. I am awesome! And I really need to pee...
I hope there is a toilet in Waterford.
I said goodbye to Federigo and Marc, and the bartender, and struggled my way up to the bus-stop. There I stood for quite a while, and then the bus came. And on the bus-stop after "mine", there were this little family, with a cute girl, a boy and the mother. Incredibly sweet! And when we drove by the church the little boy exclaimes "I can see God's house" and pointed at the church. And when the bus turned, the kids went "Wiiiii". So cute!
(Right now, I am at the bus to Waterford, and I feel that it might not have been the best idea to drink the cider in less than 4 min. Please let there be a toilet in Waterford!)
YES!, there were a toilet in Waterford! Its not fun dragging a 15 kg suitcase. I had to drag this with me everywhere. I am happy this suitcase ain't going to Scotland with me. Then I figured out that I should buy the ticket, and the ticket-machine ate my money. Then I bought lunch and I found the bus
The bus came, and I realized I had not been lucky with the bus driver. He was an arse! I am sick, and I cant do anything about my nose or coughing, but the bus driver said that he did not allow me to make that noise, so I sat there, close to dying. And then he started to complain about my music. But I had to have the volume high, so that I could drown out the tomfoolery and nagging the to girls next to me made.
After a long bus drive, I was finally in Kilkenny, and I ended up getting lost. I am just like men, I don't like asking for direction. So I ended up fiddling about in Kilkenny for about 20 or 30 minutes. Then I found my phone, and tried to figure out where Parliament Street were. After a lot of walking, I found the hostel. I rang the doorbell, and said "Hi". Realized then that they did not take Visa, so I had to go out, and up to the cash-point. Then I went back, and I got the key, and the door code, and I met some handsome young men. And here its like you have to show that you actually are staying here, so they managed to say "Do you want to see my stuff?", which can be interpreted in different ways. Walked up with the suitcase, and went out on an exploration, and guess where I ended up. Yep, the pub. And I had a Guinness. Then I walked back over the street and in the hostel.
I checked facebook and twitter, and then it was time for some trad-session, so I went over to another pub (Bollards Bar & Bistro), I sat down and had a pint of Guinness, and the time flew. Then I had a Kilkenny, and the music started, and we had a blast. I ended up talking to the fiddler, and the "band" consisted of 2 banjos, 2 fiddles, 1 flute, 1 accordion and one harmonica. And since Ireland was playing against Andorra, we sang the national anthem. Later we sang more Irish, and my throat got worse and worse. And then it was time for yet another Guinness.
We werent finish until 23.50, and I think Ireland beat Andorra 2-0. Went home, and charged my phone.
And now I go to charge as well, for tomorrow I'm going to Clonmel
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