Sunday, October 29, 2006
dublin - the final post (i hope...)
so done saturday. the pictures are no longer online by the way, so no point looking for them. my favourite (most people's favourite) one was the one where i'm undertaking a microscopic investigation of the pavement (dave's description of it).
sunday... stuart was rather shocked at me being up before him ;-) (everyone was shocked at me being up at all in fact...). when we'd managed to get dia and paul up we went off to dun laoghaire (or some such, it's pronounced dun leery). Pawel had got up at the crack of dawn and gone off by himself, so tino phoned him and we were going to meet him there.
took the train and got there not long after pawel, however his description of the cafe he was having lunch in was... bad. we're not sure whether he did it on purpose to avoid us, cause he said he'd see us walking past. maybe he ducked.
we had a carvery at some pub and then went for a walk along the sea. dia kept lying down for a sleep, i was all for it too. there were a bunch of french teenagers obviously there with a school. one of them was going 'don't worry, these people don't understand french' to his friends. i laughed so hard! now tino thinks i speak french, so he's careful what he says to jean louis in front of me :-)
i really love it when people say stuff like that, it's soooo naive. swiss people often think that, with my family. one time we were on a skiing holiday. mum, dad, tim (my brother) and i were in a cable car with two swiss guys. we were just talking about random stuff, we didn't care that they could understand us. of course we knew they could understand us more or less cause they were around tim's or my age and we've both had to go through 'learning english' (or rather correcting the english teacher's english..). but one of them says to the other, quite randomly, in swiss german 'they don't even realise we can understand them'. we were all too shocked to think of a clever retort, just looked at each other... we were surprisingly successful at not bursting out laughing ;-) but you should have seen their faces when as we were getting out of the lift i turned to them and said, in the same dialect as they were speaking, 'it was you who didn't realise we could understand you...' ooh, that was hilarious :-D
when we got back from dun leery (can't e bothered to try and spell it correctly again) we all had a snooze before dinner. found a nice pub for dinner, managed to squeeze five of us round a table. Pawel turned up half way through dinner and we said we'd meet up when we were done. drank coke with dinner, and befroe dinner when we were waiting for a table. the memory was still very fresh in my mind...
oh dear, i think marion needs help, so i'll have to finish this some other time. not the final dublin post after all then...
sunday... stuart was rather shocked at me being up before him ;-) (everyone was shocked at me being up at all in fact...). when we'd managed to get dia and paul up we went off to dun laoghaire (or some such, it's pronounced dun leery). Pawel had got up at the crack of dawn and gone off by himself, so tino phoned him and we were going to meet him there.
took the train and got there not long after pawel, however his description of the cafe he was having lunch in was... bad. we're not sure whether he did it on purpose to avoid us, cause he said he'd see us walking past. maybe he ducked.
we had a carvery at some pub and then went for a walk along the sea. dia kept lying down for a sleep, i was all for it too. there were a bunch of french teenagers obviously there with a school. one of them was going 'don't worry, these people don't understand french' to his friends. i laughed so hard! now tino thinks i speak french, so he's careful what he says to jean louis in front of me :-)
i really love it when people say stuff like that, it's soooo naive. swiss people often think that, with my family. one time we were on a skiing holiday. mum, dad, tim (my brother) and i were in a cable car with two swiss guys. we were just talking about random stuff, we didn't care that they could understand us. of course we knew they could understand us more or less cause they were around tim's or my age and we've both had to go through 'learning english' (or rather correcting the english teacher's english..). but one of them says to the other, quite randomly, in swiss german 'they don't even realise we can understand them'. we were all too shocked to think of a clever retort, just looked at each other... we were surprisingly successful at not bursting out laughing ;-) but you should have seen their faces when as we were getting out of the lift i turned to them and said, in the same dialect as they were speaking, 'it was you who didn't realise we could understand you...' ooh, that was hilarious :-D
when we got back from dun leery (can't e bothered to try and spell it correctly again) we all had a snooze before dinner. found a nice pub for dinner, managed to squeeze five of us round a table. Pawel turned up half way through dinner and we said we'd meet up when we were done. drank coke with dinner, and befroe dinner when we were waiting for a table. the memory was still very fresh in my mind...
oh dear, i think marion needs help, so i'll have to finish this some other time. not the final dublin post after all then...
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