Bangor

Last Saturday I have been to Bangor with some friends, and it took me only five minutes to realise that this little village is the place where all belfastians -or belfasters, or belfastish people, I don't know and I don't care- are when we go for a walk around Belfast and the streets seem like during the football World Cup Final. It was literally crowded.

The place was nice and the weather was good so I took my camera and I started shooting. My intention was to take photos only the long-zoom -a tricky challenge when you go to a new place, because you want to include everything in one photo- and have a good time, and I was on it when, suddenly, the sun turned into shit rain.

The irish weather should be illegal. I mean it.

After getting wet like I've never got, there were only tow options: danzar Kuduro or going to a fish and chips to eat anything but fish and chips. Luckyly or not -you tell me after watching the video-, we chose the second option. 

The afternoon was not very funny, the only remarkable point was the visit to the Bangor "castle" -come on you fools, learn from the scottish!-. We went back home disappointed because of the weather and the castles, but now we now that half an hour from Belfast there is a place where houses are not made of bricks.

Enjoy -or not- the rest of the photos, and think there is a Ferrari in the place of the Ford van. Nice, huh?

See you.


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