After an uneventful flight into West Knock Airport, we managed to find a bus that took us to Charlestown, which is one of the least Irish sounding names I've ever heard of as far as towns go. From Charlestown, we got a bus to Galway. Tonight we're staying in Doolin, but the bus for Doolin didn't leave until 6:00pm, giving us a few hours to kill. We walked around Galway, saw a bank that was once a castle where the mayor hung his own son, saw an old church, and eventually worked our way to Galway Bay. We were all much more excited about Galway when we realized it was right on the coast. (Evidentally none of us bothered to look at a map.) After we walked along the beach for awhile, we stopped in a pub called The Quays and then bought towels at a department store before heading back to the bus station. There's about an hour and fifteen minutes left before we reach Doolin. I'm either going to read some more of James Joyce's Ulysses, or get some sleep.
We'll see.
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