Dublin

6/14:
So here's the thing about being on the road, you get hungry after lugging baggage around. And after seeing what felt like the entirety of the Irish countryside I was quite hungry. After dropping my stuff off at the hostel I went to go explore Dublin. But after a while sure enough my hunger came after me.
After browsing all the tourist-geared pubs, I opted for the cheaper version which was the nearest Spar. Afgter browsing I finally found some precooked rice and some decent looking curry sauce. Normally I would never stoop so low as to buy dinner from a corner store but being optimistic I thought rice with some spicy sauce couldn't be all that bad. But ohhh, how wrong I was. With the first bite inducing almost instant nausea, I still ploughed on thinking maybe that particular spoonful had had something wrong with it. I kept telling myself this until by the sixth or seventh spoonfull I was really feeling ready to hurl. Holding back my queezy stomach from doing any funny business, I promptly tossed the whole of it in the trash and set off to find some real food. I ended up sitting down happily with a pint of Guiness and a heaping plate of fish and chips. It's times like these when you're sure it's worth the extra cash.

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.