I really hope that very few (preferably none) of those French rugby fans who were here for the big match last weekend had to answer the call of nature whilst in Dublin Busáras. If they did, the visual and olfactory experience might just have been enough to send them scurrying for the nearest plane or train back to La Belle France.
The gent's toilets in Dublin Busáras are poorly maintained, filthy and disgusting. I've been complaining to the powers that be for ages but they're just getting worse. On the day I took the photos below, there were actually doors on all the cubicles which was in itself unusual. You might have needed to have been sitting down with one foot pressed against the doors to keep them closed but at least there were doors this time. What? Locks? Don't be silly. It's far from locked toilet doors you were reared. Same goes for coat hooks.
Filthy walls and floors, gaping holes in the ceiling where presumably a fan was once situated, metal door jams that are falling apart, toilet seats with stains of unknown origin and telephone numbers scrawled here and there should you want to have sex with another man - this is what greets folks from foreign lands when they arrive off the airport bus. Of all the facilities I've come across in bus and train stations around Europe, only Gara de Nord in Bucharest compares.
Take a bow, Bus Éireann staff - but hold on to these officious hats. Ye don't want them falling the goo.