Cork; Monday, 12 August, 2002

If you get a clear day the flight over to Ireland is spectacular and sitting on the left hand side I got an unparalleled view of where I had been only a couple of months earlier. Being able to trace the route from London to mid-Wales accurately as we flew to the north of the M4, the Severn bridges and over Abergavenny.

Cork airport itself, when you arrive is very small and the planes do what can only be described as parallel parking to fit into the spaces available for them. Having said that getting through the airport is very quick it's about 300 yards from plane to taxi or bus!

As I had just missed the hourly bus (there are two buses an hour into town within 5 minutes of each other!) I caught a taxi to the hotel.

The taxi driver was very friendly and welcoming and apologies for the traffic which is quite bad, not helped by a fiendish one way system that requires you to swap sides of the river at times!

I checked into the hotel and then popped out for a bite to eat before returning for a quick drink in the bar before bed