The Saturday started early in the morning. Phillip and I met at a bus station and departed together to the city centre because we wanted to meet up with Rene. At the city centre I withdrew money for me and Dominik from a cashpoint.
Life in Belfast has been very natural the last few weeks. It feels like I’ve settled in. What else can mess up this ordinariness if not a busy, touristic weekend? My parents visited me and together we discovered the gems of Belfast.
I woke up at 9.30 a.m. because Max’s alarm rang. Because he wanted join René and Philipp and at their bus tour through Belfast and their visit at the titanic museum, I had to spent the day alone. But that was no problem for me. „A sporty Day“ weiterlesen
Yesterday was a quite mixed day. But let me start from the beginning.
On Saturday I woke up quite late and a little bit tired. I didn’t sleep as good as I hoped to. So my mood was a little bit subdued. But that might also have been the case because I was very hungry.
So I went to the Tesco, got myself something to eat, and on the way back I enjoyed the weather. It was very warm, sunny and quiet, just the way I like it. So my mood went up by quite a bit.
After my 2p.m.-breakfast I felt even better thinking this will be a good day. I started my Computer, watched some videos and had a talk with a few friends of mine. As the day went on, my group organized a pub-tour, which sounded nice. But somehow again my mood went down a bit, I can’t really explain why.
Non the less I went with them thinking it would be a nice evening. At that point I didn’t know how wrong I was.
On our first stop it was rather very full of people and they were louder than the music. Definitely not what I like, but hey, spending time with the group is fun… sigh.
After two or three hours later we went to the next pub. And there it was even worse. At that point I was looking like grumpy cat just being annoyed by anything and everything. That was the moment I decided to go home, I hate huge amounts of people in little spaces shouting to each other to understand that they were saying.
On my way back I at least saw the city center being lit up in the union jack.
At home I still heard a slight tinnitus in my ears telling me that it was way to loud. So I just gave up on everything and went to bed. Screw that day.
This was our first weekend and we decided to visit the St. Georg’s Market. Built between 1890 and 1896, it is one of Belfast’s oldest attractions. Market stalls sell a diverse range of products from fish, to antiques and fresh fruit. We planned to get there at one o’ clock AM. Some colleagues at CAPITA told me some musts to see there. My supervisor owns a stand and sells tea. When we arrived at the „St. Georg’s Market“ weiterlesen