Old Men Plan Backfires

it's been a few days since we stopped to check our emails, mainly because we left dublin for the westsiiide of ireland. first of all, i'd like to report that we are all still alive, even with driving on the wrong side of the road. we have a little nissan micra, which looks like a retarded version of herbie. we even made it through scenic drives like the ring of kerry and the dingle peninsula, where the little micra is even too big to fit on one side of the road. but the views were awesome. i don't think the pictures do justice for what we saw, but we'll have a bunch to share later.

so we've done a lot of touristy stuff, but were also able to fit in rowing a boat and golfing. i concluded that our days include about two functional hours because we spend the morning nursing our hangovers and afternoons in a food coma from the fried food and nights drunk. ireland has been good to us so far.

so the old men plan. the plan was working wonderfully until few nights ago in killarney. we did a little pub crawl through the town (little = katie had eight guinnesses), and all i can remember from that night was that i talked to some old men, and i had to proclaim "big strong boyfriend" twice and literally grab some random young dude to rescue me from the others. after being summoned to a hotel about five times by the drunken sketchy old men, i decided against the plan. so i told nora that she can stop calling me "anna nicole yi" now.