Galway; Sunday, 26 July, 2009

The journey may have been uneventful from Derry, but you couldn’t say the same about the weather. It was pretty impressive, with regular massive downpours.

We arrived in Galway on time, and in a window of good weather, so I was able to walk to the bus stop, get the bus out to my B&B and get into the hotel before the sky burst open again.

I sat out this particularly heavy downpour in the hotel, and after it had cleared walked back down the hill into town. As I set off the sky was blue and the sun was out, but twice on my way into town I had to dive for cover as yet another wave of rain came across.

I had a long wander around town, punctuated with regular dives for cover. The last downpour finally let up, but rather than stopping it went into a continuous drizzle. With the skies still looking threatening, and the option of either 15 minutes or nearly two hours for the next buses (as I had no intention of walking back up the hill in this weather) I decided to grab dinner in the form of some supplies for a spa and then dived onto the bus just as the weather picked up it’s relentless soaking again.

15 minutes later and with great timing the rain paused just as the bus arrived at my stop so I was able to leap off and scamper to the hotel before the skies opened again. I had a look online at the weather forecast for the day (some showers) and for tomorrow (mostly sunny) and contemplated whether I should get a wetsuit or a dry-suit for the following day.