E phatlaladitšwe: 17.05.2024
It's so quick and we're already through Northern Ireland!
Well, the unworthy traveler must also admit that he almost felt the driving today a bit like torture, because the beautiful deserted stuff was over on the busier East Coast.
A little north of Belfast it started:
City after city after city after city...
One slowpoke followed the next, it was just terrible, boring, and dragging on like a dishonorable Gaijin who has some unpleasant task to accomplish.
Then nothing goes on and under the word 'procrastinate' a beautiful picture with the noble, pleasing face ham of the irritable writer sticks.
Actually the unnecessary presence wanted to explore Belfast and Dublin a bit, but what the highly esteemed hotel industry charges for sleeping here, the unpleasant scribbler wants to place a nice and extremely precisely placed pile on it!
150 British pounds they want for the cheapest place in Belfast and 82 Irish euros one would pay for a bed in a dormitory in Dublin.
At least that's what it says on Booking on May 17, 2024
Well, they should just stick together, the city folks, and the foul-smelling Fötide prefers to make a nice, dashing detour around such silly towns.
The useless Gaijin would like to note that from Northern Ireland he had the impression that everywhere looked a little more run-down, a little more sickly, and a bit more messed up, at least from Belfast onwards, and if you google a bit, you will quickly find articles about poverty seemingly thriving here.
A toast to Brexit!
That dirty Farage and the idiotic Boris should just be hammered on their bare asses with a wet cloth until...(please insert your imagination here).
...oh and today a damn ferry has gotten me again, just the last one, just before the destination...
...and just before the final destination is also the dishonorable Gaijin, as the Emerald Isle is soon to be circumnavigated!