Setting one's alarm for 8AM for no other reason than to start drinking:
Yes- it's true. This is what dedication looks like on the most wonderful day of the year in the land of green- St. Paddy's Day.
Although I have come to enjoy my Guinness, I have to admit to something somewhat embarrassing: I started my St. Patrick's day with Blue Moon. However, I think I green pancakes compliments of Darren cancelled out this non-Irish activity:
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| Darren and his creation |
After some beer and breakfast, we had a little pregame before heading into Dublin via the DART. There was also some Looney Tunes involved...
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| Lauren and her two friend from McGill: Maggie and Joan |
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| Pammy and her boyfriend, Greg |
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| Rory and me |
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| Lauren and Zach |
PARADE TIME!! ( and by "parade time" I mean arriving too late to see said parade, and resorting to drinking on the streets)
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| "Parade" |
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| Getting Festive |
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| War paint |
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| Pam and me |
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| Pam, Lauren and me |
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| Lauren and Maggie |
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| bros |
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| related |
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| we found an empty table- miracles do happen |
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| Shamrocks + beer = success |
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| MP stops by for the holiday |
On the way home to Blackrock, we met a lovely young woman who was holding her blonde hair extensions in both hands and swearing at anything that moved. She almost fought Pam, but ended up punching a Garda in the face in the next car over. Classic St. Patrick's day...
Just so that all of you can say you have learned something from reading my adventures here you go: Irish word:
Sláinte! ( pronounced
SLAHN-chə) s literally translated to "health" but means "Cheers!" to Gaelic.
I wish I could say that I was out until dawn at a club in Dublin, but truth is I was in bed before 12:30. Must have been that damn Blue Moon...
Some of the details are blurry, but St Paddy's Day was filled with great friends, greasy food, and face paint.
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