Wayne and I went for a walk to find a post office so we could post the car park card back to Ray. Finally found one after two failed attempts but it didn’t open until 9am. Saw Queen’s University.
Decided to do the hop on hop off bus rather than the black cabs. Got caught between hagglers, each vying for their own bus company. Talk about intense. We finally bit the bullet and bought a ticket.
Got off at the Titanic Museum. It was really well put together but there were so many people. So many that it was difficult to read and appreciate all the displays. Quite amazing to see the ships they managed to design and build so long ago. So somber to read the loss of life.



We then got aboard the bus again (after Donna and I went in a different direction to the boys and I nearly fell in a water display trying to catch up with them). Raining so we had to go back down the stairs and sit inside. 
Drove up the long and beautiful road to Parliament House. Absolutely beautiful but no one has sat there for two years so there is no ruling government.

Got off at the International Peace Wall and walked. Amazing wall and amazing walk through Belfast. Saw their pyres of crates ready for bonfires on July 12 (Ulster Protestant celebration).






Found a shop with my maiden name. A chicken shop – another link to Wayne as we all know his favourite dinner. Saw lots of flags and orange flowers.



Lo and behold, we ran into Pam and Ian again, the couple we met in Inverness.
Had cheap drinks and dinner at ‘The Bridge House’, a Weatherspoon pub that is like a RSL. Raining as we walked home.

