Dublin: I wish I had more to say.

I'm sitting on a train, leaving Dublin, and realize that this is the first time I have actually had the opportunity to blog about my experience here so far.

It isn't that I haven't enjoyed Dublin, because I have. I have met new people and seen new things (which are invariably really old things, built before fire was discovered), I have spent time with my sweet dear Ellie, I have drunk copious amounts of alcohol (no, I've not had any Guinness yet), eaten strange Irish foods containing far too much cheese, seen some excellent live music, and been colder than any human should ever have to be in their life. I swear to god, people should not have to be this cold. Ever. 

An hour and a half through my spontaneous train trip to Galway, I am having a gin and tonic. The man seated across from me is elderly and slightly too friendly. He wants to know what I think about Ireland. He wants to know what I think of Irish food, Irish pubs, Irish countryside, the Irish language, Irish public transport, Irish people, Irish weather… and so on. It's a bit cute, he is clearly a proud Irishman, but honestly I am trying to be consumed by the colours outside the train window, it is just beautiful. Green and grey and sunset skies. Not as hilly as I had imagined, but absolutely gorgeous. 

A friend I made while drunk. 

A park near Ellie's house

The Liffey River that runs through Dublin.

Me on the Ha'penny Bridge

"Cheap wine and a female goat"
My old friend Willy and I, getting Aussie.

With my Ellie at long last

I realise that I am still yet to actually blog about Dublin. This is something I will endeavour to do before I leave the place, I promise. But first I will go to Galway. 

xxx