home from ireland

let me sum up my last 36 or so hours for you.

9pm -- met up with our irish friend PADDY O'TOOLE (yes, his real name) went to PORTERHOUSE, a 3 story irish pub with a live irish band, bagpipes and all. i joined in on irish dancing and had a blast, whilst probably looking absolutely batty.

8am -- woke up and went adventuring on my own in Dublin, visiting the last of the sites I had missed while Steph and Geoff slept (they needed it)... St. Stephens Green, St. Patricks Cathedral, James Joyce statue et al.

11am -- went to the DUBLIN ZOO. yes i did. amazing. love zoos.

3pm -- nearly missed shuttle to airport because i was using the restroom

6pm -- flight delayed an hour, waiter in cafeteria gave me double food for half the price... dont know if thats a good thing or not.

10pm -- arrive in madrid

11.30pm -- get off metro at train station instead of bus station

12am -- arrive at bus station to find out that the 1am bus to Córdoba is full. SERIOUSLY? ITS 1AM PEOPLE, I NEED THE BUS!

1245am -- sweet talk my way onto bus despite the fact that I have a ticket for the 9am bus.

4am -- eat for the first time in 19 hours

6am -- arrive in Córdoba, get Geoff into his hotel.

6.30am -- sleep... for in 2 hours, i have to get up for school.



OH! and the best part? 2 of our 3 classes were cancelled yesterday because my teacher had a problem with her eye... and while that is sad and terrible and such, that means that I didn't really miss my first two classes since they were non existant SO if I ever end up stuck somewhere and cant get back until 1pm one day, THAT IS OKAY!

if thats too difficult to understand, just think of it this way. I didnt miss class because there wasnt any to miss. I still have wonderful attendance.


aaaaaaaaaand i may have bronchitis. blame ireland, the cold, and the slight drizzle of doom i suffered through this morning.

must sleep. am exhausted.