I have been in Cork for the past few days, so apologies to my wee blog for abandoning it. Unfortunately it rained pretty consistently so we didn’t do too much exploring ... we did get to visit the Fota wildlife park though, which is awesome. It’s kind of like a much more open zoo; for example, there were lemurs in the trees above us, kangaroos hopping past, and several llamas that seemed a little too friendly – I would have preferred them behind a fence actually. It was sort of like a walking safari park, in that the giraffes and such had a much larger enclosure than anything in a zoo. Actually, most of the animals did. I really think this is the way to go now. Don’t get me wrong, I love zoos, and Dublin Zoo is pretty spacious actually in comparison to some abominations I have been in (cough-BarcelonaZoo-cough), but wildlife parks like that are a much better idea. I’m a child at heart :-)
We opted for the train down, due to stumbling across ten euro one way fares, and the bus home, because said cheap fares did not apply on the way back. The train was only three hours, while the bus was four and a half.
Four and a half hours. On a bus. With no bathroom.
You could fly to an entirely different country thousands of miles away in four and a half hours. You could fly to London and back twice. You could get a boat to Wales and back. Seriously though, Ireland is such a small country that it just shouldn’t be four and a half hours to anywhere!
I am not a fan of travelling in general, but if i have to do it, my preference goes as such:
I know, not a lot of people like boats above all else (now, when I say boats, I mean high speed ferries, like the HSS. Not rubber dinghies), but I don’t get sea sick, so I take full advantage of the fact that you can get up and walk around, you can go to the cinema, you go to a resteraunt, you can go to the shop, and for those smokers among you, you could nip out back for a sneaky fag. Yes, you can watch movies on a plane, but unless you’re minted and flying first class, you’re cramped and squished. And I know you can buy food on both planes and trains, but it’s a rip off on trains, and its bleughhh on planes. You can also walk around on planes and trains, but the extent of your walk for both is usually in a straight line aiming for the toilet.
To be honest, trains and planes would be joint second, as I find them both quite similar (well apart from the obvious fact that one flies). There’s not much room on either, but trains have that slight advantage in the fact that you don’t have to be there ridiculously early. Case in point – I am flying to New York at the end of the month and have to be there three hours before departure. Fabulous. Did I mention I’m travelling alone?? Also, you can usually just turn up and hop on a train. Not quite so much with a plane, they tend to get annoyed when you attempt to casually saunter on. “What? I need to have booked a ticket? Oh for god’s sake!”
Unless you have a fear of flying, if you are a child like me you will still get a thrill from planes. I love flying, and I love being above clouds. There’s also something deeply satisfying when you take off as you know you are off to a different country, usually for a holiday. Yay!
Last but not least, the dreaded peasant wagon. You can’t walk around, you can’t buy food, you can’t watch tv, you don’t get to marvel at the clouds, you can’t sneak out for a smoke, you usually don't even have a table so you can't entertain yourself with simple card games (is that too much to ask?) and on some buses there are even no bathrooms, despite your journey being across the damn country.
I. Hate. Buses.
Obviously at the end of the day I would rather take a luxuriously kitted out private jet everywhere, but this will not be happening for the foreseeable future. I’ll keep you updated on that.