It took me a couple of days, but I eventually remembered why I liked Dublin so much. It´s because it´s so close to the rest of Ireland. Itºs definately not because of the hostels. I went to bed at 10 and shortly afterward a couple of Spanish speaking girls came in and talked loudly and passionately until 11.30. Then a girl from Litchenstein came in saying´"I´m drunk. I`m so f-ing drunk.´ It turns out shes just met this guy who´s really nice, but is going back to NZ in a couple of weeks. Another girl in the hostel said she should steal his passport and make him stay. I thought this was particularly bad advice, so I had to join the conversation and give her some more practical advice. We talked until 12.30, when I decided it was time to go to sleep. The next night I checked into a hotel.
On my last day in Ireland I went to Glendalgue, an old monastic site from teh dawn of Irish Christianity. I went there three years ago, but it rained. It was lovely this time.
On Sunday I flew to Madrid to start my Spain, Portugal and Morocco tour with Cosmos. Many of the people on the tour are of certain years, but they seem ok. We drove 10 off hours today, stopping off in Avilla and Salamanca (two ancient walled towns) before coming to Coimbria in Portugal for the evening. I am very happy because I have my own room tonight (this wont happen again for about 6 nights because of the room roster). As a consequence, I am going to cut this email short and go and enjoy lazing about in my room. I hope you are all well!
PS it hasnºt rained on the plain in Spain for about 6 months. I think we got it wrong.
