Still no waves! At least nothing crazy.
I didn't think it would be this cold in December. The thermometer shows -3 but the feeling is -9, at least that's what Google says.
I went to see the France-England game in the pub with Dermot.
I felt like I was in France, as soon as the French scored, the whole bar was screaming and applauding. Same enemies!
Since my arrival I have already heard many incredible stories about the civil war, the poverty in which the English kept the Catholics, stories of the Irish flag burning every year in July in the streets of Belfast. The tension is still there. There are more than twenty walls separating Catholics and Protestants in the streets of Northern Ireland.
How is it that no one in France knows about this?
This country is coming out of extreme poverty, "thirty years ago we saw young people going to school barefoot”.
Right to abortion for women: 2018!
Anyway, I'll have more to say about this when I know a bit more.
I had a great time at the pub, evenings are always good when there are no waves the next day.
I then took the road to Bundoran, I was able to surf before it got dark. It was half a metre and glassy at the local beach break. I don't remember surfing in such cold weather in all my life. I almost fell several times while sliding on the beach. A layer of frost covered the sand. In the water you could only see the sets when they were 30 metres away, because the "heat" of the sea created a thick fog.
We are supposed to reach -10 tomorrow next night.
Living in a truck in these conditions is not so bad if you have good clothes.
I've started Kerouac's Big Sur.
I'm driving to Donegal today. There have only been small northerly swells for a week and it will continue. I hope to find some waves there. It's one of the wildest coasts in Europe along with Scotland, I can't wait to see it!
I won't be able to get on the road before 2, 3pm, because of the frost.
I'm not drinking another drop until my birthday, which is Saturday.
On the road again. Kisses.