Not all who wander are lost, as we wander around the old damp streets of Northern Irelands capital it wouldn't be hard to lose yourself in the long often harsh history that still lingers. The locals shuffle through the ancient lanes heads bowed to the cold climate and strong winds, the sun making seldom appearance through the grey clouds.
Pasted on the city wall a giant map from long ago, abundant in detail spreads out before us ironically showing streets that no longer exist. No help in pointing us in the right direction but impressive in size and proportion all the same, marked here and there with graffiti from others trying to show the way to go. This man seems to know exactly where he is heading, perhaps we should follow him.