CIE changed my life — 1 Comment

  1. Thank you Ian, your experiences of CIE reminded me of one of my own. In 1992 I took an ‘International’ (that’s really what it was called) CIE bus from London Victoria to Sligo. The journey lasted beyond measurable time and I remember being struck by all sorts of things; the small fields with stone walls, the winding roads, the cavernous potholes (that the driver seemed to be deliberately aiming for) and the remarkable scarcity of traffic. But it was the sheer earthiness, the rawness of the landscape that enthralled me and when I finally arrived in Sligo I felt like I had reached the edge of the world…

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