The hostel we stayed at in Wexford City was wonderful. It was very small and friendly. In the afternoon after we finished seeing the town we sat in the main room with the rest of the people staying at the hostel and chatted. There was a fellow from Wales who was working in the hostel.
That day was T's birthday, but we were both feeling a little homesick so we decided to go out for dinner and go see a movie at the local theater.
T ordered a Greek salad for dinner and the menu said there would be Sweetcorn on it but unfortunately it was a bald faced lie. There was no sweetcorn. (click here to hear more about Ireland's obsession with sweetcorn) |
