I arrived in Dublin under dubious circumstances. It was late at night and as I started looking for a hotel room or hostel bed I kept running into signs that said they had no availability. I ran into other signs that said the rooms were $100 per night, which was way over what I wanted to pay. To top it off it was raining. Somewhere around 50 stops later I found a hostel with a bed. A nice hostel with a nice bed and an incredibly great breakfast. Good things come to those who suffer for their art. 10/2005