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Late August 2001
I was going to take a trip to Galway. I wanted to find a job and get out of Dublin. I'd never ridden Bus Éireann before.
Buses were running to Galway every hour from Dublin. That is in fact why I decided to go to Galway. I'd planned on going to Kilkenny, but had missed the departure. I went to Kilkenny later, as it turned outand stayed there for a while. But that's another story.
I was sitting in "the Isaac Butt," across the street from the bus station. I know, that's a funny name. I wouldn't be surprised if they named it after that historic figure for the effect his family name would have upon the minds of tourists. Right there by the bus station.... Anyhow, it's just a pub.
There was a bus leaving in a few minutes. Of course, another would depart in an hour....
Which left me enough time to have three pints, as it turned out. I enjoyed a bit of writing in my notebook, sitting in a little back room to the side.
There aren't any toilets on the bus. Yeah, see, so it was nice while I was sitting there in the pub, alright. But, on the bus, it was another story. Of course I'd peed before I left the pub.
But three pints is three pints. Alcohol is a diuretic, for those who've never had a glass of beer. Three pints. With no toilet for.... How long is that? It doesn't matter. I couldn't make it. I think it's a two-hour trip. That's not long, considering that you're crossing the whole country. But it's a long time when you really, really have to pee. I almost pissed myself. I was looking around for a bottle rolling around, anything. I was considering any possibility. I went and talked to the bus driver.
The bus driver pointed out to me that it was my fault that I'd had those beers. (You'd go a long while before anybody in Ireland would hassle you for having a few pints. ) But he did say that the bus would be stopping in such-and-such village, and he would wait for me. We stopped in a gravel parking area beside the road there, and some passengers deboarded. I walked up to a building ahead of the bus, and peed behind the wall of a garage.
I had to pee again before we got to Galway, but it wasn't as bad this time.