We arrived in Belfast May 2 on a rainy evening, exhausted from the nonstop flight from SFO to Heathrow followed by a crowded flight from Heathrow to Belfast.  We napped, ate at the hotel restaurant (for me a bland fish pie with garlicky haricots verts), tried to set up charging apparatus for our phones, pads and toothbrushes — and then we crashed.  When we awoke it was still raining, but it was the morning of a new day.  Breakfast included fried bread and basted eggs (not “over”), breakfast meats and assorted fruit.

We set out walking from the hotel, (Jury’s Inn) mostly to simply get things moving again.  We walked a couple of miles in the neighborhood (according to the activity monitors in our phones) before stopping at a Starbucks near the hotel.  Along the way we stopped to appreciate a public sculpture of two women advocating equal rights and pay.  My first efforts to insert a photo here failed; I’ll add it later if I can.