It's a dirty old town...

Where to begin? At the beginning I suppose.

So, Having spent the whole night out/awake for carnevale celebrations I had not packed for my trip. I therefor had 4 hours from the end of my wine tasting class until I had to catch a bus to the airport. I was of course packing until the very last minute because I kept getting distracted. I am 'il matto' (the fool, from Fellini's La Strada).

A little while after arriving at the airport I found my classmate Katie and her two friends Katie and Kaitlyn... I know the easiest names ever. I was really hoping to tag along with them for the weekend but I didn't know how accepting they would be. You'll soon find out we had an incredible time together even after I inconvenienced them a handful of times. I think I have more friends in firenze now.

The Plane ride:
So, I've honestly been a little worried about traveling via Ryanair but the way there worked out pretty well. Like southwest, you pick your own flight, and like southwest, I wound up next to a creeper. This is my life. All I wanted to do was sleep and he kept waking me up to talk to me. SERIOUSLY?!?!?!

When we arrived I insisted that we go to the visitors center at the airport. REALLY GOOD IDEA! This very sweet irish man helped us with everything. We each checked into our hostels and grabbed food from a place next to where the girls were staying. The girl bartender gave us advice on exactly what we should do each night and our plans were set to go to the bar they filmed P.S. I Love You at; But first we were off to....

THE GUINNESS FACTORY. Okay, so I don't drink beer because most beers are't gluten free but this was still a pretty
cool experience. After about an hour there we ran into our friend Hector from the airplane ride, he goes to school in Florence to and goes to CSU Sonoma, very cool. This meant I had someone there to drink my free beer. But first, I had to pour the beer

Then we cruised up to the sky bar to check out the view and make Hector and one of the Katie's drink everyone's beer. The view was really cool, but of course the only picture I got was of myself. I do this way too often haha
So we had enough of sitting around watching people drink and one of the girls was very very excited about our next destination: The Leprechaun museum . We decided to ditch the bus and the 5 of us split the cost of taking a horse carriage there. Why not, right?

We got to the museum and I was so tired. I fell asleep during some parts of the tour but there was one room that I was WIDE AWAKE for. In this room, everything was three times the normal size, so we all felt like Leprechauns. We spent about 15 minutes taking pictures and I may have acquired about 7 bruises in the process. Thank goodness I packed tights, huh?

I can't get this to not be upside down =/ Can you read it?

So we were all quite tired and decided it was time to go our separate ways and get ready for our evening out in Dublino. I spent an hour trying to make my hair not look greasy and gave up got dressed and headed over to meet the other girls. We headed down to Wahlen's AKA the P.S. I Love You bar, but people were not really there yet.  Very different from the part of town we were hostelling in. At 7 pm people were already stupid drunk. So after a quick trip to the bathroom ad a picture of the mirror, we grabbed food and headed back toward the Temple Bar neighborhood and saw a modern look lounge with cute boys and nobody else inside. Decided to give it a shot. Turned out the boys were from all over Ireland ('the sticks') and we couldn't understand a word they were saying. They were already quite drunk and were singing to us. We ate it up. I will try to put together a video of them singing, but it really is probably only interesting to those of us who were there. The boys had to get out of their school clothes (yes they were wearing sweats and looked like irish slobs) before going out to the club so we decided to follow them to their apartment where one of the guys taught us all kinds of irish sayings while his friends got ready. Finalmente,  we made it to the club and it was so cool. We wouldn't have gone off of the recommendation of strangers, but my ex-boyfriend also recommended that we go there so there we were. It was soooooo big and I danced so much! Exhausting!

I got back to my hostel and my room was full when we all woke up, it turned out I was with two american girls from NY and 3 Boys from Reno, good think I didn't crawl into the wrong bed!

Decided it was time to sleep in, I was pretty sure I had no way to get in touch with my friends, but took and chence and facebooked them. Katie called right as I was waking up from my morning nap. PERFECTO. Turned out they needed to sleep in as well. We got breakfast, checked out Trinity college for a bit then walked all through Dublin and did wayyy too much shopping. Mom, I finally got you something!

We then went to TGIFridays for dinner. Not my fave but I managed to find a delicious steak with lots of veggies, so in the end it worked out as a fairly safe choice. After dinner it was time to get ready for another night out so I got dressed and then snuck into the other girls hostel. We decided to go to the giant  pub/restaurant attached to their hostel, its a pretty famous spot and we really wanted to get the irish music experience. This was probably the best decision we made all weekend. I had a legit Irish coffee and really liked it! Hopefully the irish pubs in italy can make them well! We then met some really nice gentlemen from Holland. We all went upstairs together to watch the live step-dancers and hear the music. Unfortunately the famous 'Randy Andy' wasn't playing that night... Bummer, but he other musicians were very good! I took lots of videos and met lots of people. Ireland is a much friendlier place than Italia.  During a break in the music we got to know the dutch boys and one of them fell in love with one of the Katie's. Not creepy italian love, more like American high school love where you are adorable. They traded belts to ensure that they would meet up the next day. We then went to this club across the street and no one was there, but it was perfect because I don't like crowded places and with the addition of 7 dutchmen we were the party! At this point my plan was to stay up all night since I was going to have to wake up at 530 am and I'm known to miss my alarms. When the club closed, we walked the girls across the street to their place and the boys and I went to get food. However, they got kicked out of the kebab place for being obnoxiously loud (and dutch). I walked outside to find them and thought they disappeared. Creeped out by crazy italian and irish men I took off for my hostel as fast as I could. This meant I had and hour and fifteen minutes to kill. I'm stupid, what did I do: I went to sleep.

When my alarm went off, I turned it off in my sleep. I woke up to the sunrise and realized that I missed my flight and didn't not freak out. I think, in truth, I just didn't want to leave Ireland so I wasn't sad that I missed my flight. Freaking out would be pointless anyways, but the old me would have been crying and hyperventilating by now. I texted my ex-boyfriend and he gave me the login info to use the computers at his school across the street. Life saver.

I found a flight for 180 euro ($250). But ryan air has the worst website on the planet and would not take either of my credit cards or my debit card. My roommate tried to buy it for me too but it just wouldn't work. I called Ryan air twice before the lady was willing to book the flight for me over the phone (wtf? right?) Those phone calls cost $21 each because I used the stupid credit-card slot on the pay-phone. NEVER AGAIN. (Is it weird that I'm more angry about the $40 phone calls than about missing my flight?)

So 4 hours later, I finally booked my flight and headed over to the hostel that my girlfriends were staying in and they had a last minute cancellation and squeezed me into a really cool room. I left a note at the front desk for the girls, and took a nap.

I'm ready to call it a night, so 'It's a dirty old town part II' will hopefully be coming tomorrow along with more pictures.

Ciao Tutti, Buonasera!