26 2 / 2012
26 February 2012. Last (disgusting) meal. Long haul to London and then NYC and then reality begins now.
“Everyone needs a dog to adore him, and a cat to bring him back to reality”
25 2 / 2012
25 February 2012. Refreshed and ridiculously ready to negate that awesome feeling… Brunch, Rugby, Pub, Pub, Pub, Burger King-ish, Moves like Jagger, Gypsies…
“Some mistakes are too much fun to only make once.”
24 2 / 2012
24 February 2012. Dead on arrival in Dublin — everyone… but, when in Ireland, must do as the Irish… Pubs, Cards, Loaded Questions, More Pubs, More Cards, Asleep 5 minutes into a movie on the boys’ couch until 9am next morning — longest, best sleep in a week.
An Englishmen thinks seated; a Frenchmen standing; an American pacing, an Irishman, afterwards. ~ Austin O’Malley
