If you have ever had the misfortune to travel with Irish Rail then I sympathise with you.  I can guess that it was probably one of the most harrowing events in your life.  If not, then you’re a stronger person than most.  Like many  services in Ireland, you are charged through the nose for a pathetically inefficient and third-class experience.  I wonder if the monkeys in charge of Irish Rail even care at this stage that their service is a laughing stock.  I also pity visitors from countries such as Germany and France, for these people it must be like leaving behind regular steak dinners at home to come over here and eat slices of ham out of a bowl filled with pubic hair. [Read more...]