The Quays Pub

I'm sitting here at the bar in a pub across the street called The Quays. Seems to be a busy spot, but I have really got to make some more friends. Phyllis (a senior) is sick tonight so decided to stay in bed. I don't think I'll be out much later anyhow. I need something good to read though, so will be in search of a used book store tomorrow.

GOD, if the beer doesn't kill me then either the smoke or the perfumes will - and there seems to be plenty of both.

The girls in our room seem friendly enough. They're doing what I hope to do someday - work and travel. They've been to Paris for 3 months on another trip and are now here in Galway working. We'll see how much I enjoy travel after this trip. I might find out I that I don't like it much! So it's good I'm on this trip.

Looks like this place used to be a little church before. Seems I heard that earlier today. It's certainly styled that way. The bathrooms feel like little confessional booths! Ha ha. It sure has lots of neat nooks and crannies.

I seem to be sitting here a gap where everyone is coming to order their drinks. Some of these foreigners are VERY NOISY! But then again, it is a pub and if you can't holler and yell here, where can you do it? Sounds like the fellow screaming now is French. Not too smokey so I may stay a while.

Tried to call Amber, Kimm, and Mom & Dad, but no one was home. I finally found a cheap phone card and no one is there! I'm not as homesick today as I was yesterday though. I guess having bunkmates made the difference. I think the big thing was I hadn't really talked to anyone for so long.

Went to an Internet Cafe down the road and met a woman there from Waterloo, on Bridge/University if you can imagine (just down the street from me) so that was neat. Might go back to the Internet Cafe again later after this pint of Harp to send one off to Mom and Dad. They'll be home tonight so may even be on msn messenger later, but with the time change, won't get her until tomorrow. Oh well, I'll try to phone again before I head in for th enight. With any luck I might get to sleep earlier than 3 or 4 am. My body needs it.

Went for a walk along the river and saw some swans in the harbour - the river runs to the ocean. Also saw some rats in an old rotten dory. I think I'll go for a longer walk tomorrow to see just what they have to offer in this busy city.

Plenty of musicians and even a couple of buskers here earlier today. One fellow was even playing the harp, and he was pretty good. There was another playing the fiddle, who was not that great, and one playing the squeeze box who was rather terrible. Hope they don't make their living like that! The busker was just another joker and juggler on a unicycle, nothing new.

The noise level has calmed down considerably now the French are gone to sit somewhere else. Sounds like a few perverts farther down the bar; just goes to show they are everywhere. Well, can't keep on writing, beer is soon gone. More tomorrow.