23rd April 2005 Dublin, Ireland. Impetuosity won. I gathered my things, told the bank to stuff it (okay, I didn't, but if it's not sorted by Monday, when I return.....), and boarded a bus to Dublin. The countryside was lovely, just as I'd expected Irish countrysides to be. After a while little country lanes even started to appear, just like in UK shows like 'Heartbeat', where the road is edged in rock or thick hedge walls and is barely wide enough to accommodate one vehicle - and if another should appear, then it's a matter of one reversing until the other can get reach the end... Adorably impractical and entirely what I was hoping for. The closer we got to Dublin, the more the signposts, etc, began to appear in gaelic as well as english, which
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