Classical Spin

Rantings and ravings on politics, philosophy, and things that fall into the ether of 'none of the above'.

Monday, May 08, 2006

Hovering in much the way a brick does...

(apologies to the late, great Mr. Adams)

I have, after what feels like an eternity, landed. Tonight is moving-in night, and as I type this I am sitting not in one of the many internet cafes of Cork but in a real apartment, where I will (hopefully) spend the rest of my stay in Ireland. I have been staying in hostels for the past eleven nights and it will be very, very nice to not be sleeping in a room with three strangers tonight, not to mention not feeling the need to sleep with my wallet and passport in my pillowcase. Aaaah.

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