Travel Blogs from Irvinestown
So this morning I flopped out my my tent.
I spent another hour sleeping with my feet in the tent and my upper body across the grass.
If anyone looked it would have looked like I'd passed out. But it was so hot!
I packed up my tent and went on my merry way, via hitchhiking the 5 minute drive into town to a cafe.
I was off to Dublin today, but silly little Lisa hadn't learnt her lesson.
The whole, don't put ticket as ...
I was up early today because it was too warm to stay in my tent.
And back out on the waves I went again.
This time with no booties.
And boy was I actually going ok then! Clearly I wasn't made to use booties.
It was quite nice out there actually. But soooo mannnyyyy peopleeeees.
As in you either learnt to turn asap or knocked someones head ...
The thing I seriously love about travelling on my own is the freedom to pack up and go where I want at the drop of a hat. Which is precisely what I did today.
The other day when I was out surfing, I really noticed how much I missed it, and vowed never to spend so long away from the ocean again.
So I'm not.
I took a bus from Donegal to Bundoran today, and hired out a board.
... completed until the 1950’s. Like much of Belfast it sits on very wet land, mostly reclaimed marshes and has foundation problems. The clock tower some distance from it has the same problem and has a distinct lean, it’s referred to as Belfast’s leaning tower.
There are some lovely buildings in the city though most are not especially old. The Crown Pub is one and has a lovely interior of little alcoves with carved wood surrounds, stained ...
Before I travelled, I never understood when people said ‘it brings me alive’.
Heck, I still might not. I’m more tired than I’ve ever been in my life, but I know the meaning. The ‘on-top-of-the-world’ feeling.
I surfed back home, not well, but enough to be fun.
And today Sebastian and I were conquering the West Irish coast.
Well, we were getting a lesson in Bundoran so we didn’t kill ourselves.
We got there early ...