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Trajectory to Nijmegen, summer 2003

Republic of Ireland

I wanted to get out of town. I'd been in Kilkenny for nearly two years, rarely outside of a small perimeter.

I picked an arbitrary bus going west.

Removing my pack in Killarney, I started talking with a Wicklow lad. We agreed to go for a pint. We drank until closing time.

The girl at the hostel said that there would be no beds the next night because there was to be a David Gray show in town. Over pints, Eoin and I agreed to travel north together, to Tralee. There, we went drinking again.

My original arbitrary destination had been Staigue Fort on the Iveragh peninsula, west of Killarney. But here I was in Tralee, at the base of the Dingle peninsula. That next day I took a bus to Dingle town, near the extremity, and booked at a hostel.

In the kitchen that evening, I overheard a couple of girls speaking Dutch. I had lived in the Netherlands for a while, and we talked. The next morning, Kim sat with me at the breakfast table. Her friend Esther had abandoned her. Kim and I took a boat to Blasket Island and stayed for the afternoon.

The following day we got on a bus together, eastbound. We slept in her tent on a stretch of grass in the Killarney National Park. She came with me to Kilkenny, where she spent the remainder of her weeklong vacation.

A couple of months later I went to Nijmegen.