We went out Thursday night. Turns out that although the drinking age here is 18, some pubs require you be 20 to get in. So, one of the girls couldn't get in, and since I try to be a loving person, I didn't go in either, and instead we went to a pub that doesn't give a crap how old you are. Off the Barge the two of us went. Expecting a crowd and some music. What we got was maybe 20 people, older people. Determined to make the best of the situation we got a drink and sat down. Shortly we were joined by 3 friends who the bouncer decided couldn't come back in at Flannery's. A random man approaches us. Fine. He's clearly wasted out of his head. Which is really annoying to people who are still on their first drinks.. Jeanna and I pretended to be loversss because no matter what we did he wouldn't back off us. So we told him we're only interested in women.. lol. Didn't stop him. He came up to me while we were dancing, and his drunk ass put me in a choke hold (it wasn't like he actually choked me, just got a wee too rough, not a huge deal). Let me tell you how well that did not go over with other men in the bar. They were not happy. My friend Brandon grabbed him and told him to get away from us, so then the guy wanted to lay into him, which then the bartender got up and began telling him how to treat women... and proceeded to kick him out of the bar. I'm glad there were some classy Irish men in the bar.
And then we went home to watch the VP debate. Aunt Mary, you think I'd miss the adorable Palin? I didn't last the whole debate. 1. I was reminded how annoying politics are 2. I was reminded how tired I was by that time. And Palin just generally annoys me. http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=184086&title=sarah-palin-gender-card
Also we went out last night. We were going to a party at a German guys house with some EBS students. One of the girls told us she knew where we were going. The James Joyce bridge. It ended up being about a 35 minute walk, in heels through some sketchy parts of town. And when we get there, the room is full of American boys, and some Russian girls. The Russian girls were ridiculous, as was the Russian guy. He was wearing a strange sweater, spiky hair, and big silver chains around his neck and wrist. Eastern Europe is about 20 years behind everyone else in fashion. The women were in ridiculously short skirts and shiny tights... and they just glared at us. The American boys were all from the East coast.. so that explains that. Then about 15 other American girls showed up. And you could tell they were American. They showed up to a party in jeans and hoodies, no make up, sneakers on. But, this is what I don't understand, Europeans always tell us how American girls dress so slutty, have you seen European girls? They know how to trash it up too. We didn't stay long, half of our group was getting up at 5 to go to Galway. And we had to make it back to the other side of the city in time to take the Luas back home. But, the best part of the night was, as we were leaving the party the Swiss guy told us to get out there's a button that says "push here to exit," Kate and I laughed because we know english! We can read the sign! So we're all laughing because he probably didn't understand at first, but clearly we would! We get to the gate, and cannot figure out how to open it.. they're all pulling and pushing on things. And I walk back to the wall and there's a big bright green sign that says, I'm sure you can guess.. : PUSH HERE TO EXIT. I push it, and the gate opens. We're idiots. In America we don't have massive Iron gates locking you into your apartment. Tricky Irish.
2 comments:
I'll send your Dad to put a choke hold on him!
That was really entertaining...haha, but yes, I am glad there were some classy Irish men there. I'm glad you are having a good time, Enjoy it, because it'll fly by girl!!!
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