What do you want on your Roundstone?

A dead jelly fish.




Today, as class we went to a fishing village in Connemara called Roundstone. Next Sunday they have a regatta with a lot of hookers. Hookers are a distinct type of fishing boat found in Galway. There was a whole bay of hookers and I took a picture of it:

Have you ever seen so many hookers in one place?

http://www.roundstone.ie/index.php

In theory, it should have been a great trip. We went to this famous poet and writer's home at the end of the pier where we had poetry and prose read to us in the garden. Unfortunately, the poems were about birds and bees and other boring parts of nature. The prose was something not meant to be read aloud, so it was hard to pay attention. After the reading we went to a pub for lunch called "The Shamrock." I had packed my own sandwich as to cut down on money I spend on food here, only to realize that it was moldy. So I was forced to eat a basket of fries the size of my head. (cue Debbie Downer music)

Outside the pub, Katie saw a dog tied to a chair while it's owner dined. Then we all watched as the dog got loose and proceeded into traffic, dragging it's leash behind him. NOOOOOOO not again! Without missing a bit, Katie, with her hands in her pockets said, "welp, I guess I'm off to save another canine." Then she called, to the owner, "is this your dog?" and the owner said, "no." And Katie goes are you sure? And the owner lady looked down at her chair and was like "OH GOD!"And grabbed the dog's leash and brought it back to its owner who hadn't even noticed it was gone.

Here is Katie looking triumphant:

After lunch we went for a walk at a beach called Dog's Bay.

I have no idea why it's called this, but the sand is evidently very special and scientists study it because it's made completely of crushed up shells. It's illegal to take sand home with you from this beach. Our tour leader, who was also one of the authors, led us and gave us alot of information about how you can see the levels of dead societies and civilizations in the layers of rock. But we were distracted by all these cows who were just chilling out on a cliff.

Katie tried to make me get closer, but I was scared to.While he was talking about the fault lines that ran throughout Ireland, we weree watching the cows pee and were giggling because we're ten. "they're peeing out of their butts!" Now, the best part about things is that it was raining, and about 60 degrees today, so you couldn't even swim or whatever.

The best part was, this girl we call "make up" because she wears a lot of it and has fake boobs was in the post office mailing these 1000 dollar pieces of art she saw on the wall of the pub. She missed the announcement of our professor who said some people could go on the walk, taking the bus... The others can just shop and the bus would return for them. So she freaked out, and thought we'd left her and ended up hitching a ride from two Spanish girls. We didn't know this right away, so everyone was freaking out. Plus, this girl is notoriously late and it's not like she's one of my friends. It was kind of sad though that none of her friends told anyone she wasn't there.

At any rate, it was still better than being in class all day.