I'm Dublin My Chances of Getting Lost

Guess what? I'm in Ireland.
The trip from Munich to here was an interesting one. Nothing all too eventful I suppose, however the flight I had booked for some reason didn't take into account that I also had a large backpack I couldn't take onto carry-on due to its weight and size. Apparently I needed to do that separately from the flight itself, so when I got to the airport I had two options: leave my backpack behind, or pay 40 euro to get it onto the plane. Guess which one I took?

Some weirdo in Dublin

Some building in Dublin

What can I say about Munich? Munich was interesting (?) I don't think I really gave myself enough time there to really explore the city and get to know it. I walked around a little bit, explored some record stores, spent way too much on some records (I did however find a few I had been looking for for a while), explored the Oktoberfest fest (I think they missed the memo that it is April already) among some other things. I did however meet a fellow Canuck who seemed to be as lost and unsure about what he was doing there as I was (haha sorry Alex :P) so we spent some time together and just hung out. This was probably the highlight. It was nice having a fellow Canadian accompany me whilst doing some super touristy sightseeing, it would have just felt weird if I had done it by myself - especially in the Oktoberfest. The Oktoberfest I have to write a little bit more about. I'm not entirely sure what it was all about to be honest. There were just a bunch of amusement park rides and stalls and beer tents set up in this one area. Alex and I decided to go take a look and hit up the main beer tent where everybody inside was quite drunk in their lederhosen and those other strange outfits. I think this is probably the place where I felt the most like a stupid tourist in all my travels. We wanted to go get a few beers but had no idea what the procedure was to do so. So Alex and I walked to where we thought we could buy a beer and this one lady working there violently yanks me aside and starts to fill up two liter pints with beer from the tap after shouting something in German at me. Alex decides to ask the guy behind the counter if we can have two beers and the guy shouts something in German back at him. At this point we were no less confused than when we first walked in. Then this lady walks down the side of the tent and everybody stands up and claps and cheers like absolute hooligans. At this point I realize that I am standing right in her pathway and figure that its probably a wise choice to get out of the way. Regardless to say Alex and myself probably photobombed like 50% of the pictures of this lady, standing in the back looking super confused. This is definitely a win in my opinion! In the end we left this hellhole of a tent and grabbed a pint on this one strange outdoor bar that was spinning in a circle. I might sound weird when I speak English or something because I asked the lady at this bar if we can have two beers and she says they don't have any. So Alex points at two beers that the people standing next to us were drinking and soon after we are handed two beers.. All in all Munich was pretty decent though.

Best coffee and carrot cake ever!

So now I am in Dublin, Ireland. To be honest, it is nice to be able to speak English to people and not have them look back at you in utter disgust. Also the accents here are so goshdarn fantastic!! I sat down today at a coffee shop, ordered a coffee and carrot cake (which was one of the best slices of carrot cake I have ever eaten) and just sat down next to some people and listened to them converse in their Irish accents (not creepy at all).
Originally I was intending to be homeless for my first two nights here, but looking at it now, I am so happy I booked a different hostel for my first two nights. Thanks for the advice everyone. :) The hostel here is quite nice. Met a few fellow travelers who have all been very friendly. Today has been my first full day here and already I am liking the vibe here. Ar first I got super lost and was quite frustrated, and was wondering what on earth I am doing here by myself so far from home. Let me say that getting lost as a diabetic is not fun at all.. You may wonder what differentiates it from not being a diabetic and being lost? But if I wasn't I honestly wouldn't really care [that much] about how long I'd be lost for. However when I need to constantly worry about blood sugar and food and doing insulin in public and having people think I am shooting heroin, it can add a level of stress to my travels. But I soon found my way and things started looking up. I decided to just sit down on a bench and relax for about an hour and it did me a lot of good. I kind of realized I am rushing through things too fast and just need to take some time to slow down and experience things as they are happening.
I am also quite proud of myself. I hit up like 3 or 4 record stores today here in Dublin and didn't buy a single record! That's quite impressive if I may say so myself.

Plans for tomorrow? Not really sure. I definitely want to make it to the coast at some point, and one of my roommates was just telling me about how she went and it was fantastic. She said she'd go again and asked if I wanted to come along so I'm definitely going to try and do that at some point. I also am thinking I may hitchhike to Cork. I have a hostel booked until the 27th but have nothing booked or specifically planned for after that, so maybe I'll spend a little bit more time in Dublin and just get lost. I spoke to these two Russian people in the Hostel at Munich who were hitchhiking their entire Europe trip and it was very inspiring!
Also I happened to let in two people in the kitchen who said at first they had forgotten their key. Once I had talked to them for about 20 minutes one of them goes, ¨I'm going to be totally honest, we're not actually staying at this hostel, we just needed a kitchen to use¨, to which I replied, ¨Fuckin' eh!¨.
PS. There are entirely too many pubs here.

Things are looking up