I Sometimes Give In To Peer Pressure

That's the only reason why there is an update today. Too many of my peeps want the scoop on life in the land of leprechauns.

Well, we're still in the wee town of Liscannor. We leave for Dublin in a few days and we're fine with that. It's time to see new things.

Since we last spoke not much has happened really. We drove along the coast the other day to Galway just to see what the Galwegians are up to... Not much (I made up Galwegi... nevermind). We ate dinner, bought a couple of Rap n' Roll cds (I'm coining that phrase) and drove back to the safety of Liscannor. (By the way, Liscannor is pronounced Lis-CAN-er, so stop saying Liscuhner; it's annoying and the locals detest the ignorance.)

We made friends with some local bar maids the other day and went out with them to the only night club within 30 miles. Holy crap it smelled like crap in there. A tiny club that opens at 12 and closes at 2. I don't think it has a name... just the club. Everyone and their grandmother (no pun intended) shows. There's "liquid" on the floors with bits of glass mixed in for texture and... traction? Anyway, it was awful and the girls were awkward, so no more clubs for awhile. Also, as a little tip to anyone planning on finding this club or any club in the U.K. I suggest that you leave the hats at home. Most clubs make you take them off before you enter (I asked dozens of bouncers, bartenders, coat check girls, bathroom assistants, etc. and no one knows why you take your hat off) and for the few clubs that allow you to leave them on, I'm convinced it's as a form of punishment. Everyone takes your hat and tries to wear it. I spend half the night chasing my hat around as it bounces around from head to head. Not to mention the absurd amount of Lysol I'm burning through.

Alright, that's it. Word on the street is once we get to Greece at the end of the month we'll have highspeed internet in the apartment, so I'll post lots of pictures then, cool?

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