travellogue? what travellogue?

yeah. i'm a blogging failure. but in my defense, i spent all summer wondering where i'd get the money to buy food rather than when i'd post my next entry. and i didn't have internet access at my flat. so there.

to make up for it, here are some pretty pictures of belfast.


the street upon which i slaved freely as an intern.


parade participant during 'orangefest', the newfangled PC name for the 12 july orange day parades, or the 'sucks to be catholic' day parades if you're a catholic. this guy seems to have forgotten his uniform - but just his luck, he decided to wear his favorite protestant pride tee-shirt by coincidence.

i honestly didn't understand the whole concept of the parades. no, that's wrong - i understood the history and meaning behind them, but as a non-religious unaffiliated outsider i didn't *understand* them. they all seemed just a bit silly to me as a detached observer, and a little offensive the more i thought about it, though apparently i was more offended as a foreign observer than my irish catholic flatmate. but that's all said and done.


queen's university. amazing campus, marred only by The Big Mistake Of The Summer peeing in the bushes around the gate at 5am one morning.


the rose garden steps inside botanic gardens near queens university. i think they have an asian fetish.


hey look! a thistle! the flower of scotland! in botanic gardens in belfast!


loyalist murals in a purely protestant area of belfast.


ceiling in belfast city hall.