Thursday, August 24, 2006

Blogging from Belfast

Belfast is a funny place. I am not sure how, but it is definitely different. I do not yet comprehend anything verbal, nor do the natives seem to comprehend me. (Must be that thick Brooklyn accent of mine). They also drive on the wrong side of the street, and I am constantly looking the wrong way when crossing. I hope I don't get hit. It is pretty frightening. The people do not seem to be the friendliest, except when they are going to, in, or coming from a pub, which is like. . . always. It is a plesant little place, though I am stuck at an academic conference where I get to sit through lots of talks about things I am not sure I comprehend. I got served a breakfast here, where I could not identify the spherical things in the buscits, and there were three differnt toast-like foods that came with my eggs. It was good though. I will describe more later on, when I actually do something here.


Anonymous said...

I heard Belfast is unfriendly too. If you get a chance to get out of the city, do so. Have a great time!!

bec said...

i just want to know what the spherical things in the biscuits are.