Ireland 4 and 5
We spent the last two days of our trip on Galway city. Someday, I'll be blogging from there full time but since no one offered me a job or a wedding on this trip, I guess that's still a ways in the future.
It's a fantastic city though. The B&B we stayed in the last couple times, Roncalli House, was full so we stayed in the one next door, Glencree, which was just as nice. Its a great city for walking around in and window-shopping. Plenty of great pubs. It's a really young city though.
In fact, it seems like there's no one in Ireland between the ages of 25 and 45. Where are they all? Presumable some of them are at home taking care of kids, but that can't account for their complete lack of visibility.
Also in Galway, all four of us got tattoos. Digital pictures forthcoming. I love my tattoo, and I think I'll probably get at least one more, but they hurt. Anyone who says it doesn't is a liar. Good thing our Vince was quick--mine took all of about 10 minutes.
Post-tattoo, we were enjoying well-deserved pints at Taaffe's and ran into a gaggle of speed-talking 17 year olds from Monahan. Monahan is a small county in the very north of the Republic, and apparently the people there are pressed for time because these boys spoke at the speed of light. They were in Galway to look at the college, unchaperoned and having a fabulous time drinking in pubs and sharing cigarettes.
One of them used the word "wack" in conversation, then asked us if we knew that word. We said we did, and he said he learned it from watching MTV Cribs. But we shouldn't worry, because he knew that all Americans didn't live like the people on Cribs. They have SkyTV in Monahan and see TV from all over the world, and this has taught the people of Monahan two things: Americans won't put normal looking people on TV, and people in Monahan have it better than people anywhere else. His absolute assurance on this last point made me want to visit.
He also told us a long story about Guinness ads and the angelus that I didn't understand, en when he repeated it.
I know more and funnier things happened that I could describe better, but I'm still tired. Maybe the return ofhe pictures will inspire me.
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