Bat bridge

We waited for almost an hour to see the bats fly. We met the bat guy who got mad when I didn't have enough change to give him for the pin he forced into my hand. I felt really bad, but as the nice Irish man next to me reminded me I didn't owe him anything and if it mattered so much l, the little bit I had on me would've meant the world.
That same man was someone who grew up in Bray where I hand done my internship. It was a crazy coincidence and we had a nice chat with him. We saw the bats fly over us and I almost wished we were in the kayaks below the bridge.