Wow, what a day in Ballinasloe! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I head down to Main Street. You know, the heart of Ballinasloe. It’s buzzing with life. I grab a coffee from my fave spot, The Coffee House. They make the best flat whites. I mean, I could swim in it. But then, bam! I spill it all over my new shoes. Ugh! I was so mad. Like, why do I even bother wearing nice shoes?
Anyway, I’m fuming, but I keep walking. I pass by the old church on Church Hill. It’s stunning, right? But I’m too busy cursing my luck to appreciate it. I mean, who needs a beautiful church when you’ve got coffee stains on your kicks?
Then, I decide to take a stroll down by the river. The Suck River, to be exact. It’s lovely there, but guess what? I see a bunch of kids throwing stones. And I’m like, “Great, just what I need. A bunch of mini rock stars.” One of them nearly hits me! I dodge like I’m in the Olympics. Seriously, I’m not ready for a stone to the face.
After that, I’m like, “Let’s get some food.” I hit up the local chippy on Dunlo Street. Best fish and chips in town, no contest. I order the special, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this old fella talking about the Ballinasloe Horse Fair. He’s going on about how it’s the biggest in Europe. I’m like, “Dude, I know! I’ve been!” It’s wild. Horses everywhere, people shouting, and the smell of fried food. Heaven and chaos all in one.
So, I finally get my food, and I’m ready to chow down. But then, I see this dog. A big ol’ golden retriever, just chilling. I’m thinking, “Aww, what a cutie!” But then it runs straight for my chips! I’m like, “Noooo!” I’m waving my arms like a madman. The owner’s laughing, and I’m just there, half-heartedly trying to protect my meal.
After that fiasco, I decide to head to the park. You know, the one by the old railway station? It’s a nice spot to relax. But of course, it’s packed. Families everywhere, kids running around. I find a bench, plop down, and just breathe. Finally, some peace, right? Wrong!
Some guy starts playing the bagpipes. Like, really? In the middle of a park? I can’t even hear myself think! But hey, it’s Ballinasloe. Gotta love the randomness. I start laughing. It’s just too much.
As the day goes on, I bump into some friends. We chat about everything. The weather, the fair, and how I almost got my face smashed by a stone. They’re cracking up. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up.” But honestly, it felt good to share the madness.
Then, as the sun sets, I walk back down Main Street. The lights are twinkling, and it’s kinda magical. I think about how Ballinasloe is this mix of chaos and charm. It’s quirky, it’s loud, and it’s home.
So, yeah, my day was a rollercoaster. From coffee spills to dodging stones, to bagpipes in the park. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Ballinasloe, you’ve got my heart, even if you drive me nuts sometimes!