“Belfast – the biggest open air gallery in the world” – this are the words used by the taxi driver and guide to describe the city, words pronounced with the most genuine Irish accent. So genuine that I could barely understand the rest of the story.. 🙂
Belfast happened to me sometimes between March and April, but no better moment to remember it than right now, when I`ve just looked at these photos and felt like finally posting them.
There are many thing to say about the city, but I`ll just mention the “tags”: wind, rain, revolution, wet pavements, cab, cold, wall, clouds, murals, peace… And Irish breakfast!
Indeed, the best thing about Belfast is the Irish breakfast: fatty and tasty like no other! Perfect for a morning start in the cold lands of Northern Europe! And that includes Netherlands most of the time.