Today was a long, rugged travel day. Hitch-hiking out of Dingle Town was not nearly as easy as getting there. I walked a good 5 miles out of town before finally getting a ride. A man by the name of PJ (who had the thickest Gaelic accent yet) finally picked me up in his work truck and drove me another 5 miles to the village of Annaskaul.
Got a second ride from a German guy named Marcus. Luckily, Marcus drove like he was on the autobahn, because he got me to the town of Tralee with just 10 minutes to spare (for the last train to Dublin).
After arriving in Dublin, I ran across town for about 30 minutes to a different train staion to catch the last train to Belfast (made that one with only 5 minutes to spare). I didn't really get to see any of Belfast, other than walking to a hostel to stay the night.
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