Little Bob hits the road

Little Bob hits the road
Little Bob hits the road

Thursday, June 13, 2013

May 11 Belfast


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We were up before 7am anyway. We went ahead and went down to breakfast early. They didn’t care what time we ate anyway. So, we had a nice quiet relaxed breakfast. I had the world’s runniest porridge with a banana and a strawberry Yoplait and a chocolate croissant and coffee. Clay had a bowl of Rice Krispies with a banana and raisins followed by 2 fried eggs, meat, potatoes and toast with hot tea. He has a very runny nose.

It is cold, raining, and windy again this morning. It is very cloudy and overcast. Maybe it will burn off like it mostly did yesterday and just be gusty and cold. We’re still hoping for nicer weather at some point.


Tomorrow we leave in the morning for Derry where we have one night. Tomorrow we also visit the Giant’s Causeway where I am really hoping for nice weather!

We set out on the bus today in the seats in front of the bathroom in the center of the bus. We are the maiden trip on this bus and Tommy hasn’t quite figured out the configuration yet. Each morning he has up a seat map that only makes sense for the first 5 rows or so. Evidently this is their first bus with the middle side door and toilet and it is throwing him for a loop. Each day he comes and berates us for being in the wrong spot and each day we point out his error and he fails to admit he’s made a mistake. It is part of the Irish experience for us.

It was again rainy, windy, and cold. The sun came out later in the day but it continued to sweep in all different kinds of rain whether the sun shone or not. We drove around the inner city and out to the Peace Walls which the Australians were going crazy about not missing for 2 days now. Mind you they were never included in the itinerary, but nagging and whining prevailed and they are hopefully satisfied. It was the kind of thing you would imagine being erected to keep people in close proximity from indiscriminately killing each other. It was obviously a little disconcerting and disturbing but I guess people travel for different reasons.  I mean while things have been fairly peaceful since the Good Friday agreement in 1998, it isn’t over yet as there are still recent bombings. If it had been up to me we wouldn’t have gone to the heart of TheTroubles and you could tell the guide was a little leery too.  


This was followed directly by the Titanic Belfast Experience in case your morning dose of tragedy hadn’t been big enough. The architecture of the building was the biggest draw for me. It was stunning and impressive sitting out there at the actual slipway and building site. The entire site was built to scale of 2 of the ships that were built there for the White Star Line by Harland and Wolff. We can see their 2 big yellow cranes called Samson andGoliath from our room. We spent from 10:30am to 1pm there. It was plenty of time especially since it was mostly too raw to walk the outside portions. We did wait and then hurry down the slipways between torrential showers. It was well done. I feel entirely too familiar with all the tragic Titanic details at this point from visiting exhibitions in Raleigh over the years and now the construction site.


We were dropped back at the hotel at 1:10pm. Our only plan was to visit the St. George’s Public Market that is caddy-cornered across the street and closes at 3pm. It was fun and it was enclosed and covered so that got us dry and out of the wind. They had fish, meat, vegetables, crafts, candy, street food booths etc. We shared a sausage roll and a honey crepe.

I was done after that and walked back to the Hilton. Clay wanted to go out and take more photos. He wasn’t gone even an hour as he said it started to really rain, but had stopped again by the time he got back. He returned with another Diet Coke.

We both took long naps. These coughs and runny noses are wearing us down. The raw weather and constantly being either too hot or too cold can’t be helping us heal. I kept the curtains open and dozed and watched for rainbows. After hours, I finally saw a big one as we started down for dinner. It was spectacular. Very Irish!

Dinner is downstairs at the hotel again at 6:30pm. Clay had Caesar salad and salmon with a chocolate brownie and ice cream. I ordered sweet potato and celeriac soup, pasta carbonara and profiteroles. We skipped coffee/tea and came back upstairs to pack.

Bags out and breakfast are at 7:20am and 7:30am. The bus leaves 8:30am. We should be driving on north to the Giant’s Causeway and then to Derry to take a walking tour around the old walled city and spend one night. The next day we are back in Rep. of Ireland and the Euro zone. Tomorrow is Mother’s Day and I’ll hope for a convenient free time to try to call Mom and wish her a happy day.

Well, Clay decided he had good data service here and tomorrow we’d be back on the first sim card and he didn’t know if he could get Skype then or not, so he had me call Mom after dinner and packing to wish her Happy Mother’s Day. It was a really bad connection, but mission accomplished and well it’s the thought that counts, right.

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