traveling when retarded
Millennium eve I decided to tag along with a few people to Dublin.

After arriving at the hostel and finding that they did indeed have room for us all, we headed straight to the pub rather than booking the hostel as it would have 'eaten into valuable drinking time'

Not realising that you needed a ticket to get into most places, it took 4 hours to find somewhere that would serve us.

But that didn't really matter, as the 50 odd quid we had between us was quickly exhausted within 2 rounds.

The main attraction around the city-centre was closed off to ticket holders only, so all we could do was wander aimlessly around the outskirts.

I bought a can of cider from a tramp.

It started to get really, really cold, and most of us were in t-shirts only, so we headed to McDonald's to sit out the millennium rather than dying of exposure.

We moved from McDonald's after blood from the two women having a bare knuckle fist fight outside kept spattering on the window directly in front of our table.

We ambled back to the hostel to find it fully booked.

We then slopped back to the ferry terminal, and spent the night taking it in turns to stand in front of the door as there was a slight breeze of warm air emanating from inside.

The ferry the next day was delayed for 10 hours.

I haven't been to Dublin since.
( rofl harris, Fri 19 Apr 2013, 14:27, Reply)