Home sweet home...

Not nearly. More like a return to the familiar.

Today's been looooonnngggg. The bus didn't leave Donegal until 1, so I didn't wake up until 9:30. I would have slept longer if I could. I drank black coffee this morning! I hadn't had any coffee for a few weeks and I haven't had any black since I've been here. It was nice. I signed the guest list, paid for my room, said farewell and got into town at 11. I sat in the Diamond until I decided I was cold, then I ate lunch at The Coffee House. A BLT with brie. It was weirdly salty. Then on the bus for four hours. I was paranoid that I'd miss the bus to Maynooth. It normally wouldn't be a big deal at all, but on Sundays they only come once an hour. I got over there and ended up standing in front of Ireland's version of KFC for half an hour.

The 40 minute bus ride out here took two hours because the main street going north along the Liffey was closed for road work or something. We moved 4 meters in an hour. It was crazy. I was kind of just dozing and listening to music the whole time though. None of this would have mattered, but I was supposed to meet up with the girls I'm going to Rome with to figure some stuff out. I don't really care though. They are particular about things. One of them called me while I was on the bus and said she really wanted to book this hostel and she was telling me about it--it's an all girl hostel and breakfast is included and some other stuff I don't remember. She asked if it was okay if it was dorm style instead of private. What do you think I've been doing the last week? I guess she doesn't know me...so I shouldn't be mean to her yet.

There are fruit flies in my room. I left a kiwi in here.

It's taking ten years to upload photos, but it'll happen.