Its my trip and I'll cry if I want to

Waking up in Dunquin's girl dormatory in a freezing sweat was not ideal but at least we didn't have to share our cozy bunkbeds with foreign roomates. sharing our room with strangers would have been pretty hilarious yet potentially very awkward haha. After Dee packed up her "soaking" clothes we headed downstairs where we were greeted by the hostle's nice but ever so slighty creepy caretaker who had snuck into our room at night and who had an eye on us with every move we made. I was convinced that Mimi and I would have no shoes this morning since we had violated the hostle's cardnial rule of bringing our hiking shoes inside. Call me crazy but I'm not leaving my shoes outside where cows roam and people have not one store to buy food who shoes. Seriously who knows if someone would steal my sneaks for foot protection or perhaps sell my shoes for some bread. I wasn't taking any chances! We then head outside to stand in a cloud waiting for the bus to Dingle. After waiting for a few minutes in the rain and cold we flaged down the jolly bus driver who greeted us with "the top of the morning to you" which began our upbeat day of fun. Once getting to Dingle we headed straight to the local super market called Super Valu ( no "e") since we all know its all about the food. We then went to the tourist center to plan our next days since we decided to cancel the last days of our hike due to rain and other reasons. Sahar and Mimi sat and planned while I was busy taking a tourist survey with a women wearing a orange traffic vest. Was I trying to help a women with her job, did i admire her choice of style or was I trying to avoid planning the trip? That is a great question but ill save you from another Dee blog vote since I truthfully admired her orange vest and I would do anything to get a closer look. After the deathly long survey I caught my friends being kicked out from the tourist center for the second time since we had made ourselves way to comfortable ( read with my accent) with our backbacks sprawled out which was not good for business We then spent some time in a internet cafe where I checked my mail the old school way which included dail up .. I'm just kidding but seriously I love being the only one without a blackberry as well as being the slowest typer on this trip. These keys are so small that I can't even use my fathers one finger typing skills. Frustrati-on! The internet cafe was very useful since we booked our bus tickets and hotels for Galway which were all really looking forward to. We then took a seriously awesome boatride where we watched our dolphin friend, Fungi do some wild tricks. After having a blast with our water friend we decided to continue our fun with running through the Dingle aqurium. We never quite got to witness the fish feeding by the native river but hey we were yelled at once again and dee won a claw stuff animal. With Sahar needing another coffee we then sat by the pier drinking cappucinos and eating rice cakes. After eating like animals we headed to the gym and pool however we never got to that pool since Mr. Shorts never left that suana! Or did he? Who's turn is it to check? Haha! We then hit up another internet cafe where we were kick out to wait for our cab to take us to Jimmy's bed and breakfast. Basically Jimmy is the man! Jimmy served us tea showed us a documentry movie of the Dingle penninsula and told us how he lives in Riverdale part of the year. Tommorow is the fast so we will not have the experience of having the breakfast part of the bed and breakfast but thankfully we have the bed component! Wow look how much I typed... Only. Took me three hours! Nebach - RoCKo