A Wasted Day
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This morning we awoke after a restless night. We headed upstairs for a free brunch of packaged pastries. Since the brunch was easy on the pocketbook, the room was packed and we were hearded through lines like cattle on a a cattle drive. There were workers who stood post at various points in the line to monitor that pastry selections. Whenever someone reached for two pasties, they were quick to march over and order them to put one down. Since I am a poor student traveler, I skillfully grabbed an extra jam-filled donut and blueberry muffin and quickly tossed them in my bag when the workers were distracted.
For several hours Jason and I sat in the cafe, reading books and writing in journals, trying to kill time.
So, after a four-hour bus ride, we arrived in Cork and walked down the street to our hostel, which is called the Aaran House Tourist Hostel. The joint seemed relatively nice. It had a 24 hour TV room and kitchen. Out room was decent enough, although it was on the very top floor. We quickly through our bags in our room and went to bed. What a waste of a day.