Sunday, 31 August 2008

Breakfast, paddys style


Most delicious breakfast...not least cos i was very hungover that morning...

By request...


The smashed tyre that i had to change the other day...the hubcap didn't fit back on so when the bosses saw it they didn't realise it's a new tyre (that was fully inflated and not flat like the old one) they just thought i had hit something and lost the wheelcover!!

Sunday, 24 August 2008

See, I am eating right!


We cooked dinner tonight...roast lamb, veges with cheese sauce, baked potatoes, and a boiled egg. Yummmmo!

Saturday, 23 August 2008

Travels!

Well, my time at Paddywagon has almost come to a close. I had to give a date for when I wanted to finish up so against my earlier wishes I chose 31st August. It's not like I have any set plans after that I have to be out in time for...it's just an arbitrary date.

So, I thought I might go drop off my bags and stuff with Darren and go somewhere cool for a week. Right now I can get return flights to Stockholm for £20, so that looks like a winner. I'd also really like to go to Morocco but I don't think I can get affordable flights there. Plus I heard Morocco is quite similar to Turkey so I'd like to go somewhere a bit different.

Just having a week out and about travelling by myself again (like old times?) and chilling out. Taking photos, buying tacky souvenirs to post back home, checking out beautiful scenery and food and culture. If I can get some money coming back in I think that's a plan for the next few months, to keep Penrith as my base and just take week long side trips. Paris would be fantastic but I would like to be there with someone else, you know? It's a shame Pierre who lives here with us has just gone back to France for a week now, otherwise I'd tag along with him when he went back-that would be the coolest...I love seeing different places from the perspective of the locals. I don't know why I'm so anti-tourist, because I love my Lonely Planet just as much as the next money-belt-toting, socks-and-shorts-wearing, padlocks-on-all my-zips brand of tourist.

When I was waiting about in Belfast on Wednesday I saw an advert for jobs picking apples in Co. Armagh. I'm going to call them up and see if it pays cash and if it does I'll do that for the first few weeks of September for a laugh then get on with my travels. Just as long as I'm not spending as much as I'm bringing in then I will be ok. And as long as I have all my accommodation paid for in advance! That's the only thing that saved me from sleeping on the streets in New York city when I ran out of money.

I have to say though, that I really hate Dublin.

Like, really really.

I'm so glad I came here because there are so many fantastic people I wouldn't have met otherwise and so many awesome things I've gotten to do because I've been over here but what's not to say that if I had gone somewhere else I wouldn't have met equally as awesome people or done just as cool things? Your experiences are what you make of them...I've been lucky to be in the right place at the right time for a few things, and to have gone out and looked for interesting situations but if I can do it here I can do that anywhere.
Living here in Paddys in Dublin has made me a horrible person. I am grumpier, ruder, less patient and bitchier than when I first came here. I can see that change in myself and I HATE IT. I hope on the flip side that I have become an easier person to share a room/house with and I'm more adaptable to strange situations but how can I be an easier person to live with if I'm grumpy and impatient?

Blas I'm just crapping on...

Friday, 15 August 2008

...and


don't forget your wellies!!!

Thursday, 14 August 2008

Top o the mornin from v festival!


Festival camping, living off beer and nachos and dressing like it was dark when you got ready are some of what you can expect. Photos of that later!

Tuesday, 12 August 2008

Blindman behind the wheel...


Random things i see in dublin part 5...Waiting in traffic on o'connell st bridge.

What the mange?


Random things i see in dublin part 4...snow peas in the local supermarket, supervalu. Mange in french can be considered a mildly offensive word...in some contexts. I prefer to call them snow peas.

Georgian...but not the ones at war


Random things i see in dublin part3...georgian style door knock on a typically georgian style door (not shown). Very `dublin'.

I want this for christmas!


Random things i see in dublin part 2...this one is in the town toy store-obviously.