Well, I can safely say, without the slightest hint of exaggeration, that I had the best time of my entire life in Derry. Kate is fantastic for letting us kip at her house, as well as just being generally fantastic - as are Niki, Shauna, Laura, Ryan and Mark.
This man was shouting about cardigans on the train.
Antrim is shit. Never go there.
Derry ho!
Wheeled people-boxes?! Strange lands indeed.
The train is cheap.
Hairnet love.
Mark and Ryan, there.
Wee laura lives in the shadows.
Wee!
Boy love gone horribly, horrible wrong.
Niki sleeps. I am king. See sign.
First appearance of Kate here, she is marvelous.
Lets myspazzz!
I am a bed monster.
Wee imp.
I am squishing Kate. It is good fun.
The power of cheap stinkin' merlot protects me.
Shaunas belly! Omg!!1
Morning hair, but a handsome brut all the same.
Good lord.
Mad, that.
We walked to the bus in the morning.
Doing the tourist thing.
It's wee.
Boke.
I am pleased at my successful devouring of a hot fudge sundae.
Actual size.
John eats a wasp.
Heading home.
Bye bye, Derry.
Today was also good. I fell asleep on the filing room floor for several hours, and woke up with hole-punch things all over my face. Then I came home, received some lovely emails, and am currently drinking milkshake. Yussssssssss.