Falls Road and Shankhill Road = Good or bad?

(Sunday 03.07)

Today I woke up horribly early. This was the day for exploration. And the day I got a text from Michael, that really saved the day. *Hurrah for that*
We looked at the bus-tables, and realized that there were NO buses what so ever, so Synneve decided to walk to town, and while the camera battery was charging, I tried to figure out the bus-table After I while I gave up, and started walking, then I got a text from Synneve, telling me to go to "the place I cant remember the name on". So I started by walking in the wrong direction, typically like me.

After about an hour of walking I found the god-damn bus-stop, and after a while the bus got there. And I got off by the City Hall. Then I got some breakfast and sat outside City Hall, while listening to "Sunday, Bloody Sunday", "The IRA will set them free" and "A nation once again". Special!

Then I met Synneve, and we walked together to the tourist info, and got them to order a "black cab" for us, and I had to find the taxi-stop..
And we ended up finding the taxi, and then we went on a "excursion" through Belfast.
That was actually quite interesting, even though Synneve knew more than the taxi driver. And when we were in Falls Road, or in the area, I got ice cream thrown after me, I guess they thought we were Catholics. Well well, we drove around in Belfast and looked at a lot.

Afterwards we wobbled about, and then went home to pack.

We ate dinner and talked a bit with Ursula, our host. Then we went to bed.

And the next day we got up at terribly early, and found the taxi, that drove us to the bus-station. Were we found the bus to Dublin. This was VERY early.

Eventually we got to the airport and checked in, and then we waited. And after a lot of waiting, flying, sitting and stuff, we were in Oslo, and we had not so much time to get from A to B, and fix the luggage as well. And then to our great surprise, our luggage was now being classified as "special luggage".

Eventually we got home, and I was sad, cause I did not want to be home, and all the way home from the airport I wanted my dad to drive on the left side and not on the right side.

(photos will come)