Last night myself and Octo slept here, it was a bit dusty! The styrofoam sheets of insulation made for a pretty dismal, but ultimately sufficient bed. We got in at about midnight, and spent a while clearing some stuff out of the room we slept in, and arranging a bed. At about half one, i could hear people arguing outside, It started off with some men shouting, and then i heard a women screaming, after a period of calm, there was more of the men shouting, and then a loud noise which sounded like someone coming into the house, it wasn't.

 While i had planned on going to the parade in Dublin for paddys day, it was not to be, instead i made it to the tramore parade, among the highlights where Tramore legend Rocky Mills, He is Ireland's oldest Elvis impersonator, and at 72, he has been put forward to the guinness book of records, as the longest standing, and oldest in the world.

I was irritated by the local business' shitty floats, one of which consisted of small flatbed truck with some garden furniture on the back and a fella who hoped on along the way, This was for the local garden center, who, like super value, who had a shopping trolley filled with crisps, handing them out to kids in a feeble attempt at PR, had no shame in turning the whole thing into a moving ad. There were some nice cars though!

So the other day, Octavian, Alanna, Phillip and Myself went down to the end if the Grand Canal Docks, Octavian is doing some painting on a ruins of a cottage down there. while he was painting the burnt rafters pink, some guy smoking a joint hopped up onto the walls of the cottage, to see what we were doing, when he had us sussed, he moved on. later we found lots of empty bags of high quality compost, when philip looked into one of the nearby buildings through a craic, we could see a reflective finish on the walls, i wonder whether the guy and the seemingly suspicious horticultural endeavors were connected, or maybe we were thinking into it all a bit too much.

 After the guys had gone, Octo and Myself went over to this boat, the only way onto it is by hanging upside down on the mooring ropes and shimmying across. I nearly shat my pants. Not really, but it was pretty daunting, not outweighed by the excitement however! The rope was pretty taught on the way over, but got quite slack while i was going back, which was somewhat unsettling.

Road Trip March 2014