3rd last day in galway

hi - sorry to burden you the reader with all those descriptions last blog.

now, it may be raining, the blues might be playing in this here internet cafe, george bush may be a texan baddie "in this here great country of ours" and the american guests can only sustain an interest in my country for five seconds "you're from south africa, really? wow we have been there/know people from there/are you from johannesburg?...this is great coffee"

but i'm on my way to get a boerewors roll at the local market stand - must ask them where they get it from in SA cos it is fantastic - and i may be slightly hung over in one eye - my right eye which ahs astigmatism always goes so blurry when i drink - and this morning its like sore, shame

what was i saying - oh yes it was supposed to be my last big night in galway and then my boss springs it on my at 9pm last night - you're on the breakfast shift with me! thanks - well guess maybe we are similar in some ways cos i now suspect she is sometimes just as scared of telling me things as i am of telling her things - or asking her - which i did about dublin but hey like only on the tuesday evening for god's sake of course she would say no - and i ignored the fact that my horoscope said to ask her on saterday.

ahhh so i am fierce excited about france - and just hope i keept enough of my irish accent to impress the family when i get back - or annoy them - i can just see nathan now saying - clea stop saying, "Sure, its a fine day" "sure, i'm gasping for some tea"

hmmm

bit incoherent this morning - well had a good night anyway - not really hungover - not really - fancy dress/ryans birthday etc - so my sort of farewell is a lunch tomorrow at richardsons - better get my withnail and i dvd back from ryan before i leave. fianlyl took some pictures of people - so you will think all my friends are weird as they are all dressed up for halloween,

cheers
clea