Corcaigh

I'm here! This place is crazy. The city between two rivers. Talk about dreary--you couldn't even see two streets away because of the fog when I got here.

But first of all. It's been a really long day. This morning seems ages ago. I woke up at 6:50. Everything was going well--had time to drink tea, wake up a little, stroll down to the bus stop. But the 8am bus never came and the 8:30 bus never came either. So, I got on the 9am and had to wait around for the noon bus from Dublin to here. And all the Busaras buses were running a whole hour late. I got here at 5 which is okay. I checked into the hostel--the woman who owns it is wonderful. She knows everything there is to know about Cork. She's like Michael's concierge. I walked around a little--bookstores, pubs, fancy restaurants. It's probably going to be weird tomorrow with people all dressed up and trying to be creepy.

Anyway. Tomorrow: Blarney Castle?! For a few hours anyway.

I also walked by a guy puking in a gutter. It's that kind of town.