Belfast
I flew over from London to Belfast to work with some folks at Queen's College on the testing of a DSC Raman system I have been involved with. My university's doesn't have quads like this.

I wandered down to the Botanical Garden and saw the statue of Lord Kelvin, who is called in our house "Badger Bane" after that last paper, and watched folks play on the green. I tried some marco shots on honey bees feeding but someone was playing with the setting dial and the camera thought it was shooting marcos at 1/4000 sec at F22...

Then I wandered down town to see the Crown, an old gin house owned by the National Trust. It has these snuggeries, little enclosed tables in tiny rooms with doors and peek holes where those who did not want to be seen drink could have a snort. The tin ceiling was amazingly chassed and painted and the building was beautifully kept.

After a dinner of lamb stew and Irish bread, I walked down to the river and saw the old docks as well as the lady statue.

On the way back, I walked past Frair Bush's Graveyard. A mound in the middle with 2 carved stones is associated with Patrick. It sticks out into the road because the walls can't be moved due to the chlorea pits behind them. It was sadly closed.

I then wandered backing, stopping for lamb kebabs and a Guiness at one of the many kebab shops. (This was the one recommend by Melvin). Then catching up on emails and get ready for tommorrow. Finally, the view from the top of the MPR Building on campus.

I wandered down to the Botanical Garden and saw the statue of Lord Kelvin, who is called in our house "Badger Bane" after that last paper, and watched folks play on the green. I tried some marco shots on honey bees feeding but someone was playing with the setting dial and the camera thought it was shooting marcos at 1/4000 sec at F22...

Then I wandered down town to see the Crown, an old gin house owned by the National Trust. It has these snuggeries, little enclosed tables in tiny rooms with doors and peek holes where those who did not want to be seen drink could have a snort. The tin ceiling was amazingly chassed and painted and the building was beautifully kept.

After a dinner of lamb stew and Irish bread, I walked down to the river and saw the old docks as well as the lady statue.

On the way back, I walked past Frair Bush's Graveyard. A mound in the middle with 2 carved stones is associated with Patrick. It sticks out into the road because the walls can't be moved due to the chlorea pits behind them. It was sadly closed.

I then wandered backing, stopping for lamb kebabs and a Guiness at one of the many kebab shops. (This was the one recommend by Melvin). Then catching up on emails and get ready for tommorrow. Finally, the view from the top of the MPR Building on campus.




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