Last night in Belfast

This morning I got up for no apparent reason at sunrise and was ready and out the door at 7am. I walked upwards of the city and saw St. Anne's Cathedral, St. Peter's Cathedral, and The Church of St. Patrick. I walked inside the church of St. Patrick and prayed for a while at the alter. When I left it was still around 8:30 and prettymuch nothing's open till 10. The people in Belfast like to get up late. I walked for miles around the whole city, every once in a while jumping into a coffee house or bar to get out of the cold. It was freezing this morning, but I think I'm starting to figure out the cold a little bit. What you have to do is just forget about your face, let that just freeze until you can't feel it anymore and just focus on the core of your body, hands and head. I don't find that I'm really that afraid walking around the city by myself even at night because I started to discover that I look a lot scarier that mostly everyone else that might hurt me. I'm unshaven, bundled up with my hands in my pockets, I've got my black beanie covering most of my face, and barely (if at all) showered. People seem to be more afraid that I might rob them then the other way around.

Well as soon as it opened, I walked into this cool little music shop just down the road from my hostel, and I found a fiddle there and bought it. So now I have with me a fiddle from Ireland. I talked to the owner of the store a bit before I bought it, and haggled my way into getting him to throw in a tuner for free. He also showed me a bit of how to tune it and the mechanics of it. And later when I was trying to tune it I broke a string, and he replaced the string and put the new one on free of charge. They were all really nice people there. One of my room mates here is a man from Turkey. I can't for the life of me even begin to spell his name, but he says i pronounce it quite well for an english speaking person. It's pronounced something like Uultgoo. It seems to me like really more of a sound than a name, but I think that's pretty cool. But anyway, he seems to be like this master traveler, and great at finding things for really cheap, so she was teaching me what to look for and how not to spend money. Everything I spend money on now he asks how much I payed, and how next time to get it for less, which is great, but sometimes a little frustrating. Tomorrow I'm going to get on a ferry to Glasgow, Scotland and stay in a youth hostel there for the night. So we'll see if the internet situation a is better there. I'll talk to you all later. Keep writing comments, I AM getting them!