#18 - Sunday 22/7- from Kilkenny to Galway

You would think that my time in the Hotel Kilkenny could not get any closer to that of a horror movie... But it did. I decided to order room service breaky so left the sign out on the door. 8am came and a knock on the door. I couldn't be bothered and thought they would just leave it outside the door. They knocked again, and thought I better get up and check. No sign of the breaky by the door (they must know the unhygienic state of the carpet - fair point butler), soi left a shoe inside the door to show I was awake when they returned. They didn't. 40mins  later and no breaky, I decided to ring reception. You'd think it would be easy. No dial tone. What the hell is going on.? I removed the side table from the wall and find pencil,dust, and a flossing apparatus... Used. Aaarrrggghhhh... How are these guys in business? The cord, I find out, is unplugged - figures. However the cord doesn't fit in the damn telephone wall socket! Hahahaha! Oh my goodness, I don't even know where to start.... I find out that it does actually fit but it has a little door on it that needs tone lifted up. Right, now to ring room service - can you guess what happens? They do not pick up!why would they? Anyway - reception finally did and they assure me it will be delivered. 5 minutes later it is, and looks great- coffee, great. Food, great. Two lots of toast - nice (not that I will eat it,but nice nevertheless). Ok - where to start? Actually, seriously where to start - there is no damn cutlery!!!! Seriously,where are the cameras? Am I on "Hotels - Worst Nightmares" reality TV show? Eventually another call and I get nt breaky. Done. After breaky I had to leave. Now. Reception didn't ask how my stay was, which was just as well.im normally not a violent person, but I could have gone to town. I think they knew. Grrrr. Bring on Galway. I set off and am happy just to be on the road again. I left at 10:30am and arrived in downtown Galway at 1pm- far too early for check-in, so I dropped my bag and went adventuring. Here are some facts of what I found about Galway: It is super busy; it's very much like Fremantle (port, one way streets, although it had parking which gave it away as a Freo impersonator and not the real deal); if you go down the wrong street, it's very difficult to get back on the right road! I went back to hotel as it was fartoo packed in town, and I couldnt stand any  more shops at this stage of my trip. I watched another Gaelic footy game between Donegal and Down. It finals times (or fourth round) so theres much excitement around. After this game Dublin beat Meath in another Gaelic match. It's a great game - I enjoyed the Bulmers and chicken burger whilst watching. Although I am in the hotel, this is relaxing and what a holiday should be all about! Unfortunately after the Gaelic games, Adam Scott lost the golf. But it is only golf after all, so something to watch but certainly not to get upset about! Unless you're Scotty. Bad luck mate. Moved back upstairs and decided to do a big clean out - I charged ipad, iPhone, laptop, camera while I totally unpacked my bag and sorted it. I tried to do a little bit of washing to get my throu and started with my socks. In he bathroom basin. The damn plugs are different over here, and after the washing cycle of my sock-cleaning effort, I managed to not be able to get the plug up.the was a lever at the back of the tap but it did little. After a quick google I had to call reception. They promptly sent someone up who tried lifting it with his bare hands. Oh my goodness. One thing going through my mind was "I'm glad it's just socks I was washing. It could have been so much worse!" he fixed it and I resumed the 'rinse cycle' after remember cycles of the washing machine. I wasn't exactly sure how I was going to replicate the 'spin cycle', but I'm sure it could be skipped with adequate sock freshness under foot. I went downstairs for Dinner, I had planned to venture out but the whether was terrible. Not just raining but windy too. Me and granny and grandpa were the only ones inthe restaurant. I had a salmon and seafood cake, and then trout which had a few bones and not terribly tasty, but filled a gap. I started to plan my adventures of tomorrow - maybe the Ring of Kerry, but it is 3hrs to get down there, 170 odd kilometers to do it, and then 3hrs back again. Mind you, what else would I do???