I was afraid when I went on this trip that I'd be stuck with a bunch of old ladies, but I was wrong. There were some old men, too. My mother is the one on the bottom right, smiling blissfully with her eyes closed. That's the coach driver (it wasn't a bus, damnit!) next to her. He was about as full of shit as you'd expect an Irishman to be (and being an Irishman myself, I feel entitled to say so). He was a very entertaining fellow, well suited to his line of work.

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