July 11th- Donuts

We went back to the market today, since the weather was so nice. This time I decided to give the market donuts a try. I gave my .60 euro to the guy we've creatively named "The Donut Man" and then experienced something I can only describe on the level of religious epiphany. The donut literally melts in your mouth. I retract my previous statement: If you're only going to do one thing in Galway, eat a donut. Your life will never be the same.
The afternoon passed with some work done, but then it was time for the World Cup! We settled down in the Dail Bar for a delicious dinner and dessert as we watched Spain take on the Netherlands. I was rooting for Espana, so it was a good night. There were tons of Spain supporters running through the streets, singing songs, waving octopi in the air (has everyone heard of this psychic octopus? Weird). We didn't stay out to celebrate too long, but the experience of watching the World Cup in such an enthusiastic country was definitely worth walking through the rain.

PS-If anyone wants anything particular from Ireland, I'm currently taking requests. Let me know.