Loot from No Alibis, and it was back to London for Christmas
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Quickly caught up with Andre
And I bought books…
Black Santa stopping for an interview outside St. Anne’s Cathedral
St. George’s market
Painting on walls has a slightly different valence these days
The Clonard Martyr’s Memorial.
Behind it, green ‘peace walls’ separate Catholic and Protestant areas.
Houses along the peace wall have iron cage protection against firebombs. Today, rocks pelt them when the ‘wrong’ football team wins a match.
Though it’s much more peaceful now, the Troubles are still fresh in the collective consciousness.
The next day, an early morning black cab tour brought me face to face with the traces of Belfast’s past. Politics, aesthetics.
Dinner with Phil. Good times.
One last hurrah for the Antrim Coast
Leaving the coast
A closer look at the honeycomb-shaped stones. I could have mentally airbrushed the tourists away and laid here for hours.
The Giant’s Causeway. I still remember how it felt like to take it all in. And how the German lady next to me on the bus was so excited. She was alone too, her daughter having abandoned her for some nondescript shopping. Dunno what she was missing.
