Avalon House

Avalon House is the name of my hostel in Dublin.
My room has over twenty beds in it. That's a lot, even for a hostel.
I kinda like it, though. This morning, as i quietly crept into bed, the rain was really coming down.
Wind swept sheets of rattatat above...
a chorus of contented snores below...
the dawn light creeping through...
the windowlined tin roof.
My beat up body slept off the airport.

Today I hit the guinness brewery and possibly the jamesons distillery.
I may throw in a museum since the rest of the day seems to center around alcohol.

Either way, expect a drunk post later.
Cheers!