5.30am - Jackie forgot to turn her work alarm off on her phone, so it went off, it woke us both up and she put it on snooze. It went off again at 5.45, 6.00, 6.15, 6.30 and 6.45. At 6.45 she has enough awareness about her to turn it off, I am so glad because I was just about to shove it up her derry..air !!!
After the session the night before we were all a little delicate, we did voltuneer Toni to put more parking on the car because she was up and dressed and we weren't but then she does have a very tidy room and ours looks like a bombs hit it ha ha.
After coming round and having coffee we went for breakfast, we are staying on the Quay side and felt as though we were on a ferry going down for breakfast, still very wobbly. Me and Jackie had the Ulster breakfast, which consists of everything you could possibly put on the plate and Toni had eggs Benedict, as it was on her "to try" list, it was unlimited coffee and boy did we need it.
Time for retail therapy and taking in the local sights. We walked along the city wall and saw some big cannons, which we decided to climb on and have photos taken, you are not really allowed to climb the cannons but we did and nobody shouted at us. Visited the local craft village, stumbled across a shop that sold hand made scented candles, the owner who was so proud of them, asked us to see if we could recognise the fragrances. We smelt one that we all agreed smelt like foisty damp towels, he told us that it was Irish peat that they burn in the old traditional thatched cottages, we decided that maybe we wouldn't visit one of the cottages.
After doing lots of vorking, vorking, vorking Toni moaned that her back was aching and her exact words were "I want to die" so we thought we better take her for a little sit down, we needed to top up our caffeine levels and went for coffee and unfortunately it came with a big slab of carrot cake, which would have been rude to refuse.
After dumping our bags of shopping in our room (not in Toni's ultra clean room - although she left her stuff in ours!!) we changed into our sturdy walking boots and got set for phase 2 of our days adventure.
Got in the car and set off to Giant's Causeway, we went through every town named Ballysomething in the area, ie. Ballymoney, Ballyrena, Ballycastle and the one we found very funny Ballybogey and when we went wrong we named one Ballyb******s, Toni wondered if Belfast was originally Ballyfast as when she chanted it so many times in the back of the car, she started to sound like an Irishman and it ended up as Belfast.
Went to Dunluce Castle and we think two different people must've put the signs up. One directing you to the carpark which was 3 miles away from the castle, at this stage the heavens opened so we decided to only take pictures of it from a distance and not do any vorking.
Carried on to Giant's Causeway, the pinacle of our trip !!
Robbing dogs...... £8.50 each to see the stones that nature had created all by herself. The tourist information centre didn't have sign posts for the toilets - how is that information ??? Did we want audio tour as extra - nope we know what a rock looks like thank you very much. We did lots of vorking,vorking,vorking to get to the stones and then did lots of climbing, slipping, laughing, looking and photgraphing. Then blagged our way onto the return bus without paying as we didn't fancy vorking back up the very, very steep hill.
Went on to see Carrick-a-rede rope bridge, but because it was now 7.15 it was closed, what a b*****!!! after pulling into a layby to sort how to turn the lights on (well actually finding the switch to turn them on) we continued our way back to the hotel. We all decided that after a long day (and very early morning thanks to Jackie's alarm) we were too tired to have another guiness session so went to the local wetherspoons for tea and then back to the room.
I went to open up the bottle of champagne that we had taken with us in the car to Giant's Causeway,(which we were gonna drink there but as it was freezing and slippy decided not to) only to find that it must've been bounced about a little in the rucksack as it exploded as soon as I tried to take the cork out, Toni thought someone was shooting at us. It shocked me too and I spilt it all down my jeans - whoops pjama time !!!! We just had to finish the bottle of champagne and call it a day - night everybody !!!!