Theres something nice about traveling on a bus in the off peak hours when there is fresh air and no stench of body odour. Enough space to be comfortable, and a big, albeit smudged window to peek out at the world from. Given the extortionate charges we are forced to pay to board a train, there are times when taken the bus seems like a better and cheaper option. More money for food and magazines, which is always an enticing prospect.

Dublin Bus Station is very small and is definitely in need of expansion, but things seem to run a lot smoother than Heuston Station. Cheaper sandwiches and friendlier pigeons. ( I see a lot of pigeons with missing toes, walking around on their little stumps. It’s a hard life on the streets).

Dublin to Limerick is a journey of three hours and forty minutes, according to www.buseireann.ie. Given this long time period, it’s probably not a good idea to be glugging copious amounts of liquid unless you have very good urethral control, which I would like to think I have. But nevertheless, I always refrain from drinking too much. The scenario of having to ask the bus driver to stop so I can pee in the bushes, isn’t very appealing. [Read more...]