ironic song and the personal odyseey continues
This is a very strange song. There is a woman repeatedly saying "I am so horny. so horny. so horny. so horny tonight." Weird.
Anyways, I came back to the vistor centre only to see my bus departing. I guess I could have skipped the bathroom and raced out the bus leaving, but I thought another one would be around in a half hour or so. I went to the washroom and the gift shop. I sat down on the curb waiting for the bus only to realize a few minuties later that no bus would show up for another three hours.
The visitors were gradually making their way out and even the shops outside the main visitor centre were driving away. It seemed like I might be alone on this mountain top waiting for a bus that may or may not come. You can never really trust these busses, because they rarely show up on a time and once not at all. I looked at the endless pastures and the ocean..and tried to call a taxi. Stupid enough, my phone was for emergency only and it seemed that I would have to be around people before I could call for a taxi. I thought to myself I can try walking back to my hotel or at least some place to use my phone.
Now mind you it would be a14 km walk to my hotel and I wasn't truly sure how to get there. I began walking down the road trying to get my bearings. I had already walked up and down hills and on rocks for three hours while on the cliffs. Although my trip down the mountain is down a mountain, but it still walking. After a while my feet were screaming out in pain for each step they had to take.
I walked for a hour and half before I gave up and just called the taxi. The driver remembered me from always leaping into a ditch every single time a car came towards me that he offered to drive me home for free just for giving him a laugh. Once he took me to my hotel, I gave him five euros because I discovered that would have been the rate if he was not so amused. It was majority of my change and I had less than a euro left with me, but still had to make my way to Dublin. (Ironically, "I will survive" has been playing as I write about my journey)
Anyways, I came back to the vistor centre only to see my bus departing. I guess I could have skipped the bathroom and raced out the bus leaving, but I thought another one would be around in a half hour or so. I went to the washroom and the gift shop. I sat down on the curb waiting for the bus only to realize a few minuties later that no bus would show up for another three hours.
The visitors were gradually making their way out and even the shops outside the main visitor centre were driving away. It seemed like I might be alone on this mountain top waiting for a bus that may or may not come. You can never really trust these busses, because they rarely show up on a time and once not at all. I looked at the endless pastures and the ocean..and tried to call a taxi. Stupid enough, my phone was for emergency only and it seemed that I would have to be around people before I could call for a taxi. I thought to myself I can try walking back to my hotel or at least some place to use my phone.
Now mind you it would be a14 km walk to my hotel and I wasn't truly sure how to get there. I began walking down the road trying to get my bearings. I had already walked up and down hills and on rocks for three hours while on the cliffs. Although my trip down the mountain is down a mountain, but it still walking. After a while my feet were screaming out in pain for each step they had to take.
I walked for a hour and half before I gave up and just called the taxi. The driver remembered me from always leaping into a ditch every single time a car came towards me that he offered to drive me home for free just for giving him a laugh. Once he took me to my hotel, I gave him five euros because I discovered that would have been the rate if he was not so amused. It was majority of my change and I had less than a euro left with me, but still had to make my way to Dublin. (Ironically, "I will survive" has been playing as I write about my journey)
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