Community Dialogue in Dundalk!

After a crazy friday night with rowdy Belfast youth and police confrontation (not sure of the content...but quite some sectarian chanting taking place!) on the streets and the wild owneresses of the Spuds kicking out a drunk customer with violent physical force....and a knife!:O (on red high heels and bleached blond hair might i add) i woke up really early saturday morning to catch my 6.50am train to Dundalk!
I was off to Dundalk for a residential organized by Community Dialogue who i had earlier contact with. They organize these residentials about once a month and get a cross-section of all communities to participate. Even though the emphasis was on dialogue this gave me a great opportunity to hear all the different views, as well as see the interaction between the communities take place.
It was a beautiful trainride to Dundalk (though i dozed off most of it;) and suddenly and quite unexpectantly to be honest, realised i was in Ireland haha (all the signs were in Gaelic) whilst i thought i would be on the edge off the Northern Irish border. But anyhow funny misunderstanding to find yourself in another 'country'. The only inconvienience was that i had no euros on me.
Anyway i was 1 and a half hours too early (cause the next train would arrive too late) and waited. We were in a sort of cconference hall and everyone trikkeld in and guess who decided to sit next to me? A Kenyan! haha....the only 'dark' man there and he was from Kenya and he knows Braeburn (the school i went to there!) Very cooincidentel as one would not easily bump into a Kenyan here.