|Who's this boy?|
|Geordan Murphy outside Shelbourne Hotel - Dublin|
Lee told me who they are or thinks they are, but I don't really know (yes, I'm an idiot). Maybe you can identify them?
|Singing the anthems. I sang along to Ireland's Call. Badly and off key.|
Surprisingly I had a good day at the rugby. Lee talked me through it and it really wasn't so bad! It would have been better if Ireland had won or at least played a bit better...ah well.
However, after the walk back to the place we were supposed to be staying our day took a bit of a different turn. You may have noticed from the title that we didn't spend the night in Dublin as planned. We'd booked through Expedia and they hadn't sent our reservation details through and so when we went to check in our details were nowhere to be found. We were given a free meal and drinks and the man did everything he could to find us a place to stay. Unfortunately, with the rugby being on and it being a long weekend, there was nothing, so we ended up going back to Connolly station and getting the Enterprise back to Belfast. Which was disappointing because we'd planned a night of fiddle-dee-dee music and a trip to the Guinness factory for today. Thankfully our tickets are valid for a year.
Anyway, so we got the the last train home and had to share a table with three drunk blokes who didn't stop talking until they got off the train at Dundalk. People hey, hmph! I'm not ashamed to say that I pretended to sleep until they got off to avoid having to talk to them. Drunk people are annoying. Thankfully, Lee's starting to agree with me. I've aged him terribly :) I love him :)
So we got to sleep in our own bed last night. And today we're both tired, our legs hurt, the bottoms of my feet burn and I have a mysterious injury to my finger. Gosh...I am not hardcore.