Today was weird, we woke up early and had some breakfast, it was ok. I wasn’t feeling well so I went back to sleep. I woke up and went down stairs to be greeted by another fellow Winnipegger... his name is Graham. After we chilled for a bit we headed into the Temple Bar area and just basically ventured for a bit, we checked out the Dublin Castle, it was pretty disappointing. On our way back we picked up the required components to make spaghetti and meat sauce. During the whole adventure I had been searching for a wifi spot and didn’t find one until we were about 50 paces down the street from our place... so I stopped there and took advantage of Richardson123 unprotected network... thank you Mr. Richardson. When I got back in the food was just getting started. After we feasted on our amazing spaghetti dinner which was enjoyed with a giant Stella I hopped out the window into some strange and moss-filled little cache which led into a dark and dirty tunnel which Sheen named the garbage tunnel. We stayed out of the tunnel because it was most likely rat infested.
After our heavenly meal Sheen, Ryan and I walked down the road to take advantage of Riachardson123 again so we could book out bus to Cork and our hostel there for tomorrow.
We then skated for a few minutes and went inside for a quick power nap. After we woke up from the nap we supposed to go out in a large group to the pubs but we ended up waiting way too long for everyone and got impatient. At this point I should probably mention our Dutch friends Leslie and Eleka... not sure how to spell her name. Anyways, Leslie is a super awesome gay man from Amsterdam; apparently there is a huge shortage of living space for Amsterdam students so the Dutch threw together about a thousand sea storage containers and retro-fitted them with bathrooms, shower and kitchens... so yeah, he lives in one. So radical. Back to our evening; the two Dutch got impatient and left towards the Temple bar pub area... we couldn’t find Brandice so the three of us headed out as well. We travelled through the mass filled streets for a while but couldn’t really find a place to chill so we checked out the Czech Inn... it was exactly what you would expect. So we left that scene and went back to the Temple Bar area and somehow ran into the two Dutch folk. They apparently weren’t having much luck either with the pub thing so we decided to be cliché and check out the Temple Bar. Once in the temple bar we were definitely impressed, despite the 5euro and some change for a pint a Guinness it was actually a pretty cool scene. Also, the Guinness was like no other Guinness I’ve ever had.... it was actually good. After we finished our pints we trekked back to our home where we found the once-again-drunken Brandice... such good entertainment. I threw down a quick peanut buttered half-toasted bread and called it a night.
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