Damn, did anyone hear the loud banging noise and see the sky light up last night?
That's right, the beast has returned to from the lad where his family is from.
I know you've all been eagerly waiting and update of both text and pictures, but my chord to upload from my camera is missing and I don't feel like looking for a memory stick right now, so the pics'll come later.
Ok, grab your pencil's and do a grid with one to five on one side and BINGO on the other. It's time to see what vices Aaron indulged himself in the most during his six week stay in Ireland.. Go ahead and draw some fun things in each square and we'll see who can get the most in a row.
And the list....
1) Drank at a 9 to 1 ratio of Guinness and water. Check.
2) Smoked some Cuban Cigars. Check.
3) Touring with various friends and family.
4) Taking a personal interest in one of those friends. (Yeah, she's female)
5) Doing unmentionable things with said friend? I'm not telling.
6) Seeing Tom Waits in Dublin. Check. (Definite highlight.)
7) Going to a wedding and getting pissed drunk two nights in a row and being forced to put off a drive to Dublin for awhile. Check
8) Not regretting that either. Check.
9) Guinness at breakfast. Check.
10) More than once? Check. Twice? Check. etc. etc
11) Partaking in a little bottle of something called potcheen (moonshine) enough to get sicker than I've been from the drink in awhile. Check.
12) numerous times? I think you get the picture.
13) Forced to do unspeakable things to myself in the shower because god or mom or being irish would've brought down enough guilt on me if I did them in my cousins' beds. Um, no comment. Aw fuck it. Check.
14) Taking full visual advantage of the wifi I found at various cousin's houses. (Um, yeah well guilt is just a state of mind and not really a punishment, I guess. ) Check.
15) Days w/out showers or clean clothes? Check. (I'm on fucking vacation. beside, I fit in at some of the hostel where I stayed because of my lack of good hygiene practices. )
15) Ate too much fried food. Check. Kinda hard there to not eat it.
I think you get the idea. I had a great time. To paraphrase an overused and slightly hallmarky phrase:
On my trip, I drank like I wasn't driving, ate like I had low cholesterol, screwed like a nineteen year old and danced like a pinball game down a busy sidewalk after loads of beers not giving a shit who was watching.
Good trip. Stuff has a unique way of piling up for you and waiting until you get back though. Time to get my life back to order. (Also to reimmerse myself into the lives of those of you whose friendships I had neglected on my journey. Gotta get some sleep, do some paperwork and then read some blogs.
Be talking to some of you soon.
That's right, the beast has returned to from the lad where his family is from.
I know you've all been eagerly waiting and update of both text and pictures, but my chord to upload from my camera is missing and I don't feel like looking for a memory stick right now, so the pics'll come later.
Ok, grab your pencil's and do a grid with one to five on one side and BINGO on the other. It's time to see what vices Aaron indulged himself in the most during his six week stay in Ireland.. Go ahead and draw some fun things in each square and we'll see who can get the most in a row.
And the list....
1) Drank at a 9 to 1 ratio of Guinness and water. Check.
2) Smoked some Cuban Cigars. Check.
3) Touring with various friends and family.
4) Taking a personal interest in one of those friends. (Yeah, she's female)
5) Doing unmentionable things with said friend? I'm not telling.
6) Seeing Tom Waits in Dublin. Check. (Definite highlight.)
7) Going to a wedding and getting pissed drunk two nights in a row and being forced to put off a drive to Dublin for awhile. Check
8) Not regretting that either. Check.
9) Guinness at breakfast. Check.
10) More than once? Check. Twice? Check. etc. etc
11) Partaking in a little bottle of something called potcheen (moonshine) enough to get sicker than I've been from the drink in awhile. Check.
12) numerous times? I think you get the picture.
13) Forced to do unspeakable things to myself in the shower because god or mom or being irish would've brought down enough guilt on me if I did them in my cousins' beds. Um, no comment. Aw fuck it. Check.
14) Taking full visual advantage of the wifi I found at various cousin's houses. (Um, yeah well guilt is just a state of mind and not really a punishment, I guess. ) Check.
15) Days w/out showers or clean clothes? Check. (I'm on fucking vacation. beside, I fit in at some of the hostel where I stayed because of my lack of good hygiene practices. )
15) Ate too much fried food. Check. Kinda hard there to not eat it.
I think you get the idea. I had a great time. To paraphrase an overused and slightly hallmarky phrase:
On my trip, I drank like I wasn't driving, ate like I had low cholesterol, screwed like a nineteen year old and danced like a pinball game down a busy sidewalk after loads of beers not giving a shit who was watching.
Good trip. Stuff has a unique way of piling up for you and waiting until you get back though. Time to get my life back to order. (Also to reimmerse myself into the lives of those of you whose friendships I had neglected on my journey. Gotta get some sleep, do some paperwork and then read some blogs.
Be talking to some of you soon.
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WOW! What a trip. I am so glad to see that you have had so much fun there. Reminds me that I need to go home too (Malta, not Ireland).
What were the top 5 things that are your favorites from the trip?
*hugs*
Lots of love and kisses
you so should either post a new blog or message me and give me an update on whats new and exciting (or non-exciting) in your life.
love ya