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started with a Runner's Breakfast, at Lunchtime, remember the important of diet
to the runner?
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That's
Craig eating marmalade and bacon saying its his favourite, and thats Mel and
Ruth looking unconvinced |
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Then off to Gatwick for the Ryanair
Experience....
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The plane wasn't...
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Entirely...
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On time...
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But heh! Nil Desperandum. Fog in Dublin, these things
happen And Craig had arranged luxury transport to Galway. That whole bus was
for us.
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And before we knew it, we were drinking in Galway, now
what shall we have?
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And we were all up at some ungodly hour to meet
the bus to take is into the middle of nowhere. Your loyal webmaster
was feeling fully refreshed from his snatched 3 hours of sleep after being
kept up all night learning against his will what craic means and its
applicability to hotel discos and thin hotel walls.
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Colin and Nicky admire the view. But in an
existentialist way. Respect.
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When I said the middle of nowhere....
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Ken, Will and Craig were long gone to their various
long distance activities, but this was our start, and the sun came out.
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And the obligatory group photo. A bit of a repeat of extreme
alderney here, as we managed to have the photo taken by someone who had
apparently never used a camera before. How do we find them?
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There's pictures of the race here....
and afterwards sandwiches, soup and a bus back, driven by a gentleman of the
if-you-exceed-15-mile-per-hour-the-body-disentegrates-everyone-knows-that
school.
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And the next day we had a proper chance to see Galway....
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"Women are like Cats":
Discuss.
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The sugar packets were like fortune cookies, labelled with
little sayings which could foretell your future. Maybe. Using the power
of computer animation we can see what Mel read...
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And Craig earned his flight back...
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The usual presence of alcohol, this time
washed down with Galway Oysters. Best line of the weekend was from Craig "This
wine tastes XXXX. Give it to the girls"
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And safely back home. A weekend in Ireland can change
you, but maybe not in a good way.
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