From Ireland to Austria Series: When you go Galway
This is from a series originally posted on my original blog: Seefahrer Thayer. While I don't recommend it, you can view the original posts here. Because the content had value and useful tips I've decided to repost them here, however, they've since been heavily edited and updated.
You don't go-away. Okay, that was a stretch, I'm sorry.
Anyway, that's what I've heard at least. All the locals say Galway is beautiful, small, and homey.
I'm at least excited to be on the coast-- I heard the water is really clear.
I've been trying all the local crisps- McCoy's was really good, I liked that they were wrinkled, but Tayto is another bigger brand, also pretty good. I also like the smaller Cokes here. You may ask why I'm drinking cokes in Ireland. I asked myself too. I don't drink them much at home. There's nothing else available unless you want alcohol in most cases. Somewhere around here there's the menu from the train I'm on the Galway. Coke products. Lots of Coke products.
I got a really late start from the B&B. I hadn't anticipated their bed being so comfortable... I complained about it at the front desk. I took a picture of their sign too- I thought it was cute. I left there around 8, caught a bus then walked a mile or two to the Connelly Station, then realized I had had to go to the Heuston station. Took the Luas (public transit), and get this-- I was actually able to help some northern Irish people buy their tickets and tell them where to go. That's how lost I've gotten in Dublin. I know where stuff is and how to get there. Point for Arianna.
I think we left Dublin at 11:30 or so, and I believe we get to Galway at 13:40? It's a really nice train, with outlets and everything.
We'll see how this goes.