On The Ground.

Dublin. Day 1. We are safe and surrounded by sound. But not Hummer
laden 90 mph super highway sound. No, it's more like narrow streets
flanked on both sides by 400 year old 4 story brick buildings sound. We are
also delirious and sleep depraved, I mean deprived.

A man sat next to me on the double decker
bus ride from the airport to the hostel. A mans who's
speech was so foreign i could only perceive two words,
"yeah" and "o.k.".

What is this crazy Dubliner speech I've encountered?

Advert; Mountjoy Street, Dublin.