♣ May 14th, 2008. Spanish House, Galway, Ireland.

Woke up to street crews loading and unloading kegs, all in all making a huge ruckus. The time was 6 am. I got up and grabbed breakfast, some toast, tea, and jam. Then went back to the room and fell back asleep. About 20 past 9 am we checked out and started a long day walking around Galway. We saw the cathedral and grabbed some foodstuffs. We saw the river and the beach. We decided where we were going to sleep for the night, we picked the beachfront knoll for an after dark urban camping experience. We spent the day in leisure, playing hakie sac and reading and writing. We planned on leaving tomorrow to Shannon. When sun down approached and the sun grew heavy the few hours before dusk, we made our way to an off license (a liquor store) and bought some booze. We ended up sitting out long past dark talking with some of the local college students. I met a fellow named Ernesto who was from Madrid. I began immediately speaking Spanish and soon after, we were having a full on Spanish conversation. His roommate Clara arrived a while later with another girl also from Spain, Fatima. I was in Ireland, drinking and speaking Spanish. Best part was they offered us a spot on their floor. Geeze the people you meet while hitching are great.