Travel Blogs from Bangor
... both come from small country towns with not much happening. Lu says if she ever did anything naughty at school her Mum would already know about it by the time she came home. The roads are narrow, verged with gorse; we follow Mart’s lead in the car up ahead with my parents. We pass low white washed farm houses, a man in a horse trap and sheep with their lambs who were lucky to have survived the snow just two weeks previous. We zip past ...
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We’ll end here after Day 18 of our trip. We will cover our visit to Portree, Scotland in the next blog. ...
... checked out a very lame rope bridge that fisherman use to bring in fish from some small island.
We eventually got back to the hostel and Bart and I cooked a BBQ for all the people staying there which was a massive hit. Then spent the rest of the night playing drinking games like fingers and flip cup with some cool canadian girls. Fun times.
then it was sleep, get up, pack, breakfast and a rush to the bus station to get the bus to Dublin.
... to world.
Day 2 bangor
First stop tesco. What a great supermarket! A cross between paper plus, farmers, vetro, farmer's market and woolies. Everything one could imagine! Awesome quality and excellent prices - even w conversion. Stocks obtained and back to our pad. Forgot to mention house equipped with kids play house out back - nice.
Cunningham family arrived early arvo so quick catch up before first of wedding festivities.
All piled in ...
... born cranky and get worse with age.
Times are so tough in Ireland, I bought an Advent Calendar and nine of the windows were boarded up.
The Irish National Rugby Team is NOT called the All Beef Paddys.
A 1/4 with cheese is called a feckin' 1/4 pounder with feckin' cheese.