Dublin, Dublin
Day 2: woke up at seven because Ish had forgotten to bring back the phone! I miss the kitchen of the hostel was open, but never mind: we had the excuse to go for the typical breakfast Bewley's Oriental Cafe: very good and plentiful, perhaps too: at 8 am we had already decreed that the meal would have jumped : P We then went to a guided tour of Trinity College, fall in love our guide. Now I know where it comes from the reputation of Irish charm: even Mother Nature has been generous, but if you add a humor that does crash, an adorable and funny gestures and veneers taken ad libitum, the result is a revival of the legendary even hormonal muesli-ish hormone (let us remember that it is so sensitive to allow a female to say that tarabas was useless and irritating). Crist then we go to church, which has proved to meet the expectations of "austere and intimate." Too bad only for the mummy of a cat and mouse, moved for restoration. The Cathedral instead I was a little 'disappointed a huge memorial, a little more. Advancing a bit 'of time, we tried to go to Dublin, despite according to our guides had to be closed. Fortunately for us the guides have proved unreliable and, for once, so we been able to enter the gardaland Dublin. A really fun and interactive exhibition, where there was a chance to try the medieval amusement, knowing the sensation of a neck strain, learn the natural remedies for various diseases (for the foreseeable pincer absurd toothache garlic stuck in the ear for ear infections) and much more. Back in our hostel room, we met Martha Polish girl who studied in Australia and decided to turn the world. We been brought with her to dinner where I drank a great beer with oysters inside (I hope I'm not being hepatitis) and the traditional Irish stew.
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