cove, cobh, kov

we went to cobh two days ago. we would have been matty as well, however he got caught up with an issue at the house and had to wait for the landlord to show up. i gave him a call and he said he'd be here as soon as he could. i sure hope he gets this room to stop spinning.

i had been up for a few hours already and had packed a lunch. turns out it was better for him not to come because i ate the whole thing. however, had he of found the floor he likely wouldn't have been eating all the much.

with tickets bought and seats on the train chosen we sat patiently and talked of all the wonderful things we'd see today. the titanic monument, the catherdal, the baptism (that one we hadn't planned on and obviously didn't talk about before we left) and the lusitania exhibit. perhaps a pub or two along the way as well. we small talked for a good long while, and for a good long while we didn't realize that the train hadn't gone anywhere. then people sitting farther ahead of us dismounted and went about their way back to the station which was confusing because they would have a hard time getting to cobh (cove) if they stayed at the station.

turned out that we were going to be the ones in trouble beause the train was taking the day off and giving the bus company all the buisness. instead of a nice comfy train ride the whole group, four more than bus capasity, packed together and rode the road to queenstown (cobh).

we walked to the cathedral, stayed only a moment because the next service wasn't until seven, it was noon thirty at the time, which was also the kick off time for the baptism i meantioned earlier. we went to a museum which was also taking an undefined holiday, giving all it's buisness to the cathedral which was hosting the private party. so we went to the bench park and watched the ocean for a while and ate sandwhiches and oranges and talked about grass stains.

we went to another museum and learned about the titanic, emigration, lusitanian and something else that didn't make the cut for the days memory bank. we sat in the cafe and talked about overloading information and tried to guess what time it was. sarah always won.

the bus train came back for us, which was nice because cobh was cold and done with us. we tried to go to african lion safari's little brother but the train driver was confused with the hours. we saw some trees instead. they were big and green and brown and read and asked me to climb them. i politely refused for a while, but at last succum to their hospitality. i climbed and climbed and loved it very much.

i slepted like a baby that night.