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03 May 2005

the master plan wasn't evident

another day of travel. to galway on the west coast of the island. but first in dublin, a quick visit in the morning to the photography galleries... one exhibit depicted everyday life in one of ireland's prisons. another, scenes of ireland's streets. i really like old pictures of cities. what was there before and what had survived and what had changed.

to the bus station... found it... four hours with a stop in athlone. major traffic difficulties as the bus pulled into galway... so much so that the driver told us it would be quicker to walk. so, out on the street with the backpack THE pack and a short hike into town to try and locate the hostel.

galway is in the midst of major public works in the center of town. the central park was partitioned off, barricades divided the streets, and machinery lay dormant throughout the park and street. the master plan wasn't evident, but many of the streets were torn open and it appeared that new brick was being laid. i'd arrived late in the afternoon and the workers had departed. stillness and calmness with a touch of right before the evening out energy. despite all of the construction equipment and general disarray of the city center, i immediately liked galway. it reminded me a bit of my hometown in pennsylvania. i could imagine how beautiful the city center would be after the construction. wished the construction had already been finished, but such is the consequence of traveling during the off season. i get to see the preparations for the summer.

to the hostel. major traffic difficulties at the front desk, but finally through. free internet access [unheard of]. clean bathroom. solid beds. very nice. i usually consider travel days wasted and might not take full advantage of the rest of the day. a bit tired. i went out for food and returned to meet mirko and massimo, two italians from bergamo, italy, in the room. both very nice. the three of us hit one of the pubs in town crowded with people and a tiny band packed in the back corner. i ordered guinnes; the italians order bulmers, not realizing it was hard apple cider. i tasted a bit... a bit tasty, so i traded max my guinness. onto another pub and eventually back to the hostel and sleep.

posted by paul on Tue 03 May 2005 at 00:00:00 est (-05:00)


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