From Ireland to Austria Series: Cheers to Ireland
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.
Oh my, what a long day!
Wexford was a lovely little shopping town, I must say. And friendly people accompanied it. I got my last pint of Guinness (still gross) as the bartender pointed out it would've been rude not to have one last one.
Caught the bus back down to Rosslare Harbour, and boarded the ferry. That was not the kind of ferry I was expecting. All the ferries I've been on were these dumpy gross open air things, and somehow that's what I was expecting for our 3-hour ride. As you can see from the pictures, that's not what I got. Complete with restaurant, kids play area, arcade, ect.
All the town pictures you see are of Wexford, but I threw in pictures from the dressing room at "Fat Face." I thought it was really neat.
Sorry for the flat and boring writing, I'm exceptionally tired, and still another 6 hours to get to London, which wouldn't be so bad if we didn't have to hop off the train to get on a bus to hop back on 20 minutes down the road (something about track repairs).
Ahhh well, the complaining of someone in Europe.
Ireland was grand. I'm not sure how the rest of Europe can stack up. It'd be so nice touring it by car. Uhhhhgggg so beautiful.
Anyway, cheers to Ireland. I already miss you like an old friend.