The Traveling KARNies: We'll Cross That Bridge When It Comes

Riley here, well today was quite the traveling adventure, just as a little preface…we used eight forms of public transportation to get from Uncle Max’s Apartment to our hostel in Ireland, yes that’s real. The day started out early, because we were a little paranoid that we were going to miss our flight, but anyways we left the apartment a little before seven and walked to the tube where we caught the over ground. Once we got off the over ground we had to find the bus stop where we were going to catch our shuttle to the airport, which was actually in the middle of no where. We got there, well, four hours before our flight left, and they wouldn’t even let us check in, but at least we were safe rather than sorry…right? Once we got checked in and through security we ate some lunch, and I also bought this dress which is the CUTEST thing in the whole world and I am going to go on a bit of a rampage about it for just a minute. Basically we saw this sale rack with some dresses on it and just said, hey why the heck not we might as well take a gander. Then I saw it, it is PERFECT, it is a tan color with a small-ish floral colorful print, and it is the perfect length and has short sleeves and I am absolutely obsessed with it. And it was the first time in the a long time that I found something that I was in love with and it fit me and it was also 17 pounds, so naturally I had to get it! Anywho we made it onto our flight and landed in the Derry airport, which was very small and also in the middle of nowhere. Here is where the real adventure began. So we ended up having to get a taxi from the airport to the city center. That was about as much as we had planned out so this is where we started saying “well I guess we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it”…so here’s where it got a little crazy. We decided maybe we should ask our taxi driver if he had any idea how to get to Glen Chlom Kille…a very small town on the coast. So he got really into it and tried to help us figure it out and when we got to derry town he hopped out of the taxi and told us to wait and he would go figure out the buses for us…but then he comes running back and says that the bus is waiting for us and we gotta hurry. So we are franticly running, also none of us have any euros so we have no idea how we are going to pay for the bus. Also Avery and Nicole’s stuff dumped out and they were spastically trying to rummage it all together as the taxi driver shouted at us to run! We bust onto the bus panting like fools, and we are trying to tell the taxi driver all the while that it is not going to work because we don’t have any euros and he just keeps saying it’s too bad and we have to get on anyways…so we did and we had to beg the driver to let us stay on and we promised to pay him once we got to an ATM. Once on that bus we changed to two other buses and the last bus let us off in the town of Glen Cholm Kille…little did we know that our hostel was six miles away from the town, oops. Now starts the period of my life that I like to call actually being stranded. We are sitting outside the bus stop in the smallest town on earth, and the only thing we can see is a tiny convenience store where we buy some dinner (carrots, juice, bran cereal, biscuits, and kinder bueno bars—healthy I know) The lady in the store says that she will try and call our hostel owner cause he usually comes to pick people up at the bus stop. But of course he was not answering, so there was nothing to do but just sit there and wait and count sheep, literally count sheep, the town is filled with them and they just romp around the town wild and free constantly nomming on grass and just baaaahing their brains out. But the best part about it was that none of us were worried we were all just sitting outside eating, and laughing and thinking up what would have been happening if we were with our families (we love you, but it just would have been a different situation). Finally, after TWO HOURS, the lady at the store told us to go down to the pub and that someone who worked at the hostel would give us a ride. So we romped down the street to the end of the village (one minute walk) to the village pub. We sat there for a while and met Pete, the notorious village drunk who thought that we were crazy for not wanting a beer, and tried to understand what everyone in there was saying. Finally we left for the hostel and it was in the most beautiful place in the whole wide world. The hostel is right on the coast and had beautiful surroundings, we could not wait to get up the next day and explore! It was also very clean and very safe, we had a small room, but there was a blazing fire with huge comfy chairs downstairs, so all in all, we loved it at first sight. Even though it was a bit of traveling, we had a great day, while on the buses we saw beautiful scenery and had a grand old time! Also as a side note, I just wanted to express our gratitude, we have truly been blessed on our trip thus far, there have been so many times where things have just worked out, and we haven't run into any huge problems! We know that our heavenly father is looking out for us, and we are so grateful and feel so lucky that we have been able to come on this trip and have been having such a wonderful time, thank you parents for trusting us enough to let us have this amazing adventure!