We woke up the next morning almost late for our free breakfast (corn flakes and brown toast). We ran downstairs, I looked like a lioness with my hair and she looked like she had a long night, but we did not really care, no one was around. We got into the guest kitchen and I put some bread in the toaster and shast headed for the cereal. All of a sudden the corn flakes were ALLL over the ground, counter and over flowing in her bowl. I looked over and the lid to the 'stay-fresh' container the cereal was in had come off, and so she spilled it all. We were cracking up as we were trying to scoop it back into the container and our respective bowls before anyone saw us (not the flakes off the floor of course).
After all of that we packed up our junk and headed 20 minutes to the bus stop. Harmmony bought us tickets online with a 10% discount, and we paid her in euros. We planned to go to Galway since we were halfway there now (thank you Michael the Taxi driver!) We wanted to go the the cliffs of Moher, but it was pouring of course, so we decided we would see the city of Galway first, then go to the Cliffs the following day. We got to the bus station after an entertaining walk on cobble sidewalks that seem to be made for one person at a time. We waited for 30 minutes for the bus to arrive. We handed the driver our receipt that Harmmony printed out for us, and took our seats. All of a sudden the driver yelled "ladies! ladies! ye've got a problem, ohh noo!" Come to find out Harmmony bought us two tickets for February the 15th instead of January the 15th. We had to get off the bus and beg his supervisor to approve of it. He did and we made it to Galway and booked a 4 room dorm in the Galway Hostel, right by the bus stop. The bus cost each of us just 8 euro- the drive was an hour long and cost a sixth of our 20 minute taxi ride, disappointing. We lugged our bags up three flights of stairs (no elevators), unpacked and headed into town. There were a lot of shops, and we just window shopped until it rained pretty good. We found ourselves in a tattoo parlor, and got shamrock tattoos on our feet. We learned that the clover (3 leaf, or 4, is British and the Irish don't like the British) So we got the Irish shamrocks-when in Ireland... :]
Then we headed back to our Hostel. I felt sick and Shast was tired so we laid down a little until we realized were were shivering in our room.
Then we headed back to our Hostel. I felt sick and Shast was tired so we laid down a little until we realized were were shivering in our room.
The window was broken open and the heater didn't work either. We told the guy at the desk downstairs, and he attempted to fix the window and ended up putting a pillow over the crack to stop the wind since he could not fix it. After another hour of being cold we told Lucas at the desk that it was still cold, and maybe he could fix the heater while we were at dinner. We went to a little restaurant two doors down and shasta had an irish dish,bangers and mash, and I got and Irish minute steak. We each ordered a drink as well. I got a hot chocolate with baileys and she had a coffee with baleys in it...so good! It was all good!
Then we went back to the room for a little bit before heading to find a bar or pub to see what Galway was like at night. We ended up going to the bar the Lucas suggested he called it coy-oats. What he reallly meant was Coyote, as in Coyote Ugly. The bar was totally American. There was a mechanical bull, license plates from all over the US, a huge picture of the coyote ugly girls, and 2 huge American Flags on the ceiling. It was pretty dead at 10pm, so back to the room we went. We ran into (literally) some Irish guys outside our hostel and they suggested going to Fagan's bar later that night, and it was only a block away from the hostel so we went for it. How lucky we were to go in there!
Then we went back to the room for a little bit before heading to find a bar or pub to see what Galway was like at night. We ended up going to the bar the Lucas suggested he called it coy-oats. What he reallly meant was Coyote, as in Coyote Ugly. The bar was totally American. There was a mechanical bull, license plates from all over the US, a huge picture of the coyote ugly girls, and 2 huge American Flags on the ceiling. It was pretty dead at 10pm, so back to the room we went. We ran into (literally) some Irish guys outside our hostel and they suggested going to Fagan's bar later that night, and it was only a block away from the hostel so we went for it. How lucky we were to go in there!
Once we walked in and were like wow, attractive guys! Then we noticed that the Ravens vs. Steelers game was on! We felt right at home! Once we got to mingling and talking we realized the guys were a rugby team from Baltimore, and demanded that the Ravens game be turned on. It was so much fun, there were more Americans in there last night than anyone else! It was such a blast! Half of the bar was American and the other half were the Irish celebrating two 21st birthdays. We asked why they celebrate the 21st b-day since they are legally allowed to drink at 18, and they said they really weren't sure? (I think they are copying us?) The music in Fagans was Michael Jackson, Journey, Queen, Garth Brooks, Black-Eyed peas, Rihanna, so still no Irish pub experience for us! (so much fun tho!) Don't get me started on how the Irish people dance, or treat women. One guy trapped shasta in the corner, and we had to save her. Then the same guy found me on the dance floor, hip thrusted once or 5 times and smacked my booty three times, Shasta got proof on her camera! http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1802000&id=1540090910
We had a good time and then planned to come to Limerick Today, so we are here in Limerick, my room was pretty cold when we got here, but it is getting better now, Shasta and I got a free month trial with netflix so we are going to watch lost or something for a bit, I'll blog soon about our trip to Dublin tomorrow and the Cliffs of Moher as well.
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