I often dread when the time comes for me to take the train, not that there is anything wrong with trains per se, in fact I love their relative speediness and that you can eat and drink things without them falling off the table. It is the train station that I dread. Heuston station is very underwhelming, for the amount of activity and people that pass through, it is quite small. I don’t like the fact that I usually have to queue up at least an hour before my train leaves so I’m not the last one in a long snake of individuals trailing back to the entrance. Then there are the food outlets of which there is a staggeringly low choice, most people end up eating in Supermac’s since it’s about the cheapest option. I usually regret eating there about the same moment I feel a great heaviness in my stomach and a slight outer body experience owing to the large amount of over processed carbohydrates I’ve just eaten. To be fair to them they are a lot better than MacDonald’s, whose chips are suspiciously uniform with a faint taste of fish, and their burgers look like murdered squids with damp spots of perspiration. [Read more...]