Monday, August 2nd
What
the heck…my last day in Ireland…this free trip went fast…Jimmy Devere, you are
the man, thanks a lot. But, in fashion,
we woke up at 10:30 and were on the streets by noon. As non Ireland natives, we were unaware that
August 2nd is a national bank holiday and everything is closed. This is rather upsetting as we were hoping to
see the sights of Dublin today…but everything is closed…damn. Whatever, we strolled through Trinity
College. Book of Kels, I’ll Google image
you, I’m over it. A park…summed up in
one word…mek (only Aaron understands this one, so read on). Next stop was my hood…St. Stephen (well I’m
not a saint yet, but it’s cool, I will be soon). My street was shi*ty, dead grass and peeling
paint. And my church is Anglican…no
cross on the top…lame-o. I made a few
calls, they should be fixing it soon.
Anyways,
off to my Green…this park was way cooler…but let’s be real, it was a park…pretty
plants, but not good for more than sitting or feeding a duck. The natural history museum looks cool, but o
wait, what’s up bank holiday…closed.
Grafton
street was pretty cool…a $14 McDonalds lunch was not entertaining though. The marionette guy was cool, but this was
clearly reject street performer central.
Dad and Mr. Abbott, we next went to St. Kevin’s cathedral. On the map, it shows a church…in real life,
it is four walls covered in ivy, definitely not a church for the last 200 years…sorry
dads. St. Kevin’s street was pretty
ghetto too, sorry bout that.
St.
Patrick had his sh*t on lock though, his street and church were nice…but it
cost 4.50 euro to get in…so Kevins…you got St. Patty beat there. The church was cool…a nice big church, very intricate
designs, lost of buried people and stuff…said a prayer and moved on.
4
Courts…closed…bank holiday…Dublin bikes…didn’t take credit card or cash…and
Phoenix park was 2 miles away. Whatever,
we walked, laid in the grass, looked at a deer, and bounced. We saw Gabe again, figured out that his bar
last night was even farther…sorry man, that was like 2 miles away.
But
tonight, we got in the restaurant that was too packed last night…so much meat
on the burger, says Aaron. We walked
back to the hostel to meet Dan the Man…ICE…boom. We then went out to Temple bar…and after 2
drinks and meeting the Swiss dudes, plus one last kebab, Ireland was to be put
to rest.
Ireland,
thanks for the good time…James P…thanks for a free trip…Fr. Cahalan and company…thanks
for the hook up…kid in the other bunk…thanks for snoring.
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