It’s raining, the streets look like a movie set. I've just arrived in Dingle, Ireland where I've been youth hostelling. Hurrying along to O’Sullivan’s Hostel, I meet Christopher, who had missed the bus, but managed to cadge a lift here. Inside the hostel, now out of the rain we meet brothers Rick and Peter from Boston and Andre, the hostel manager. Sarah, an American girl arrives. We spend the evening sitting around a huge wooden table drinking coffee and chatting. Rick and Peter play … [Read more...]