Dublin

5/30:

I arrive in Dublin after six hours of 'puddle jumping' and I immediately get a livelier though dirtier vibe. Again it is early but this time instead of bums and pigeons, there's only a crowd of old men gathered around a single TV that's blaring some soccer match. I'm so early the ticket counter isn't even open so I go to look for the vodafone store only to find that it no longer exists.
Now I'm waiting for this tiny sandwich bar to open because I've been told they sell SIM cards here. I amuse myself by watching people, admiring the way-better European vending machine candy and watching the clever coke commercials.