On Friday we had a field trip for my Gothic Ireland class to a church with crypts buried beneath it. We weren't allowed to take pictures but if we were I would have tangible proof that I touched the hand of an 800 year old mummy! We were also lucky to have decent weather which made the entire experience a bit less eerie.
On Saturday we walked to Phoenix park, which is kind of the Central Park of Dublin. We rented bikes and rode around and then walked to the oldest pub in Ireland. Later we all piled into our Mexican friend's apartment where she made everyone authentic margaritas that were FANTASTIC. We are trying to think of an American themed way to repay her but so far all we have is beer pong which seems pathetic in comparison.
My valentine to....myself
Another monumental part of the weekend - cleaning our apartment!
THE CRYPT!!!!!
Phoenix Park
Funny story: a friend of mine asked for a Shirley Temple and all the bartender could say was "who?"
Friends making Jimmy Buffett proud!
Sunday brunch - so good I nearly shed a tear!
Finally, I have composed a short list of things from home that I miss - feel free to figure out a way to get any/all of these things to me ASAP: Redcoat Tavern, ranch dressing, a drying machine, my shoe collection, real coffee and Michigan weather (NOT!)






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