Northern Ireland… Dear, Dirty Derry: I know that is supposed to refer to Dublin, but up to this point in the trip, Derry was by far the pick of the bunch. In a way, it’s funny, because I hadn’t really expected to like Northern Ireland as much as the Republic, just because of the history and political nonsense. But Derry surprised me. It was dirty, littered and a bit smelly around downtown, but somehow it has the most amazing atmosphere. Apparently it’s on a druidic power base, so perhaps that’s why it’s retained such a good vibe throughout all the bloody
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