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Suits in Dublin
So we missed the bus....
(submitted by
Marnie.)
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Suits in Dublin (colour)
So we missed the bus....
(submitted by
Marnie.)
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"Shit! Is it that time already?"
A familiar catch-cry of our holiday by now. We were late. The bus was leaving Dublin in less than 20 minutes. It was starting to rain. No fucking surprises there, this was Ireland after all. We grabbed our packs: standard tourist gear in these parts! The hostel, Isaacs, in central Dublin, was being kind enough to store the rest of our gear in their damp basement, engraining a smell into our clothes we'd be reminded of for weeks.
"We gotta go guys!" That wasn't what I wanted to hear. This is supposed to be a holiday.
Running towards the closing door, I'm angry at the group leaving me behind. The warmth of the hostel gives way to a typically dreary Dublin day outside. The door starts to swing shut behind me when the corner of my eye is grabbed by two guys, two black guys, in suits, in the corner of a hostel fast asleep in Dublin.
"What are these guys doing here?" I ask myself
"Dunno, but they fuckin' missed their bus!"
Created on Thu, 18 Sep 1997 and last modified on Mon, 13 Oct 1997.
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