Northern Ireland Day 5: People-watching at Barry’s - 5/31/08
Saturday we were yet up at the North Coast. I took so many pictures that day that if I posted them all at in two shakes of a lamb's tail b together, you, my dear reader, may never want to see a photo again. And I just wouldn’t scantiness to wean you off the excitement that is Northern Ireland. So, to resolve this controversy, I am slicing this pie of a day into smaller slices, slivers if you will (bad pun, sorry, I wait on to make those, so bear with me).
In the afternoon, we went to a nearby burgh (near Ballintoy that is) called Portrush. Last summer, I about I went to Portrush on a Wednesday, when our fat group of Americans were touring the North Seaboard. I remember eating fish and chips from Mr. Chips (wrapped in brown tract) and gelato as well. That was also the town where Amanda and I got our customized shirts we kindness were brilliant … They read “I went to Northern Ireland and had some yard goods crak.” As brilliant as we thought we were, we didn’t recognize until we were told later that we spelled the word “craic” go downhill, therefore making us look pretty pitiful, stupid, and crak-headed, if you desire.
Anyway, moving from last summer back to this summer. Saturday afternoon we arrived in Portrush, and we had very many hours to spend there. The thing is, Portrush is a wee town. You can’t do much. There are a unite of streets and just enough shops to be a tourist attraction. Well, after walking enveloping town for an hour or so, we all headed over to Barry’s, which is an enjoyment park. When I say “amusement park,” don’t take the wrong way me for something the size of Great America or Six Flag. If we were talking connected with a regular park, like the type of park you go to have a picnic at, where there’s a principal playground and swings - your typical neighborhood park - well this wee enjoyment park is about that size. It’s very wee. Wee is a very serviceable Northern Irish term for this place. It had a small indoor detachment filled with video games, food, carousels, and the like, and an outdoor detachment highly reminiscent of the Boardwalk / Coney Island, minus the hot dogs, salty air, and intense-fried twinkies (those things are disgusting).
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