The Day it Rained in Cork
Lulled into a false sense of security by yesterday’s sunshine and mild temperatures, we were shocked (slight exaggeration!) to wake up to rain and muted views of the buildings across the River Lee, so we pondered what to do for the day.
We have to admit we were struggling to work out the idiosyncrasies of the heating and hot water systems, so much so, that Mark and Julie had been treated to cold showers last night. Stephen and I had declined cold showers this morning.
However, an angel called Maggie, who lives in the flat below, called in to see us, and competently answered all of our many questions. The upside of this was, Wallsy and I were able to have warm showers after breakfast.
We then decided to brave the weather and walk down to Wellington Bridge where we could hail the Hop on Hop off bus. Thinking we had plenty of time, we were surprised to see the bus arriving at the stop 14 minutes early. We flagged him down anyway, and he obligingly stopped on the bridge for us, much to the chagrin of all the cars behind him. Here we discovered, rather than being early, he was 16 minutes late due to an articulated lorry on the narrow streets that was ‘for having an accident!’
Safely undercover on the top deck, we rode into the city, jumped off for lunch in the Farmgate Cafe, situated upstairs in the beautiful English Market, and back on again to continue the journey and our view of the city through rain spattered glass.
By 2:30 I was flagging, but Mark and Julie decided to stay on for another round as they wanted to do some shopping back in the city. Wallsy and I decided to hop off at Wellington Bridge and go on a reconnaissance mission to find the supposedly nearby Tesco Express, and our closest bus stop for the city bus.
By the time the driver overshot both the stop before the bridge and the first stop over the bridge, we had quite a walk back to the small shopping area we had been told of, but we did succeed in finding the Tescos, sourced something to cook for dinner tonight and made it back home in half an hour, door to door.
As the drizzle continues, we have settled in for a quiet night indoors.









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