It's a norm
Travelers vs free internet.
Hostels and free WiFi should be a norm.
Minus the one time in Reykjavik.
So far,
I had been pleased with the WiFi European hostels provided.
But Irish hostels...
Dublin was alright.
Galway,
not really.
Their Three telco provides good mobile plan.
So,
I'm surviving on the eat-all-you-can data plan.
Yeah.
Irony of travels.
WiFi.
Saturday, 31 August 2013
Friday, 30 August 2013
Ben Lettery Connemara Hostel
Chilling with friendly volunteers.
Sipping glasses of red wine.
Playing Beatles on Youtube.
Those are lovely past midnight activities,
yes,
In Ben Lettery Connemara Hostel.
An unique Irish hostel,
fully managed by volunteers.
A well-chosen spot for quietness,
hiking,
just meeting people maybe.
An excellent choice indeed.
— Sipping glasses of red wine.
Playing Beatles on Youtube.
Those are lovely past midnight activities,
yes,
In Ben Lettery Connemara Hostel.
An unique Irish hostel,
fully managed by volunteers.
A well-chosen spot for quietness,
hiking,
just meeting people maybe.
An excellent choice indeed.
Thursday, 29 August 2013
Into the Wilderness
Here I am,
First stop of the west of Ireland,
Galway.
Just for a couple of minutes.
In the bus,
Into the wilderness I go.
Elijah is my model today.
Want to experience the small still voice.
A ponder I have,
Are there more sheep than Irish in the land of Ireland?
Wednesday, 28 August 2013
St. Therese of Lisieux
She's my patron saint,
For my second name is Theresa.
Today I stumbled into Whitefriar Church,
Where there's a shrine built for her.
Initial plan might have been as interesting.
But God's plan will always be better.
Despite the unknown and its fears,
I'll still trust in Him.
Not forgetting,
Today is the feast day of St. Augustine of Hippo.
Another great saint of the Church.
—
feeling blessed.
For my second name is Theresa.
Today I stumbled into Whitefriar Church,
Where there's a shrine built for her.
Initial plan might have been as interesting.
But God's plan will always be better.
Despite the unknown and its fears,
I'll still trust in Him.
Not forgetting,
Today is the feast day of St. Augustine of Hippo.
Another great saint of the Church.
Monday, 26 August 2013
Dublin
Everything seems strangely familiar here.
Shops I saw in England,
Dublin has them too.
But as I took the bus from the airport,
I passed by houses with colourful doors.
Red.
Blue.
Green.
Yellow.
Adorning the whole row of terrace houses.
Despite the gloomy and cloudy day,
The friendliness of Irish,
and colourful doors,
made this a happier place.
Catching up with an old friend,
Eating Irish stew.
Perfect combo.
Though I'm exhausted,
I'm thankful I'm here.
It isn't even midnight,
everyone is asleep.
I am trying to be quiet.
Somehow I fail.
Maybe I should also sleep.
— at The Times Hostel - Camden PlaceShops I saw in England,
Dublin has them too.
But as I took the bus from the airport,
I passed by houses with colourful doors.
Red.
Blue.
Green.
Yellow.
Adorning the whole row of terrace houses.
Despite the gloomy and cloudy day,
The friendliness of Irish,
and colourful doors,
made this a happier place.
Catching up with an old friend,
Eating Irish stew.
Perfect combo.
Though I'm exhausted,
I'm thankful I'm here.
It isn't even midnight,
everyone is asleep.
I am trying to be quiet.
Somehow I fail.
Maybe I should also sleep.
Wifi on Public Bus
I know many places have it.
I'm already impressed by Dublin.
A good start I guess.
I'm already impressed by Dublin.
A good start I guess.
The Journey Begins
Many might know.
Most might not.
To reward myself,
I planned an Irish journey of 16 days.
I've completed my masters,
after two years.
I thank God for everything.
Including my global friendship network.
I'm thrilled.
I DO have friends in Ireland.
Surprise! Surprise!
A surprise indeed.
So here am I,
sitting in Caffe Nero of Manchester Airport,
awaiting for my check-in.
Drop the backpack,
and off for lunch.
I have an hour of internet access.
Gonna make full use of it.
Why can't airports have unlimited wifi access??!
— at Manchester Airport
Most might not.
To reward myself,
I planned an Irish journey of 16 days.
I've completed my masters,
after two years.
I thank God for everything.
Including my global friendship network.
I'm thrilled.
I DO have friends in Ireland.
Surprise! Surprise!
A surprise indeed.
So here am I,
sitting in Caffe Nero of Manchester Airport,
awaiting for my check-in.
Drop the backpack,
and off for lunch.
I have an hour of internet access.
Gonna make full use of it.
Why can't airports have unlimited wifi access??!
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