i have four days left in ireland, including today, and eight days left in europe before flying home-- er, home to my mom's in maine via zurich and boston.
it's a gorgeous day. am i really in ireland? there's not a cloud to be found. i hope it lasts because i just booked a bus/ferry to the aran islands (inishmore) for tomorrow. should be lovely and crowded. i am looking forward to it. i'd like to get down to the cliffs of mohar on wednesday. i leave here thursday morning for ennis for one night and then to paris on friday morning.
i can sufficiently say that i am irelanded out. i've had enough shamrocks and pub grub and leprechans and penny whistles. i can't stomach anymore fried breakfasts but i am still enjoying the tea and scones. that being said, galway is a pretty neat town with plenty to do and not too much touristy shit. it feels more like a real town.
i feel like i've mastered the bus system, so i got that going for me.
yesterday i took a 6-hour bus ride from dingle to here and toward the end i was feeling pretty ragged. the last leg was spent talking to a guy named tony who talked my ear off and was way too smart for me, too cool for school, a real go-get-em kind of guy. he was working on a documentary for a local television station and had some interesting things to say, but dominated the conversation and just talked way too much. plus it was hot on the bus and no air conditioning and he was sitting right next to me. ugh. it made the bus ride go faster but then again, so does napping.
my b&b is decent-- my room is a closet and my bed is springy but at least it's not a hostel, so that's cool. i met a psychotherapist this morning at breakfast. she's from LA and her airline lost her luggage so she's on bare bones basics until she gets it back. she asked me a lot of questions, psychotherapist that she is.
i'm off to explore and get some sun. imagine, sun in ireland!