Dublin: My observations

DISCLAIMER 1: Every second I spent in Dublin was spent either exhausted from jetlag or inebriated from the night we all went out drinking.

DISCLAIMER 2: In honor of a native son of Dublin, this post was written purposefully in the style of stream-of-consciousness. Do not attempt to make any logical progression out of my observations of the city. It will hurt your brain, a lot.

Guinness, Guinness, Guinness. Definitely the best thing bout Dublin. Those first two pints I had at The Ginger Man actually were disappointing, they fucking tasted like the Guinness in the States, but only slightly better. Not in the storehouse though. They know what they’re doing there. Dublin wasn’t nearly as cosmopolitan as I thought and was told it would be. still kinda rural in a way. Except for the walking. Fucking fifteen minute walk everywhere apparently. Such lies. I better pick up my pace though, Cork is probably the same except a smaller city limit area. I guess you can still consider it cosmopolitan. Hell the most conversation I got while I was there was from those two American step brothers and that Australian comedian. Cosmopolitan I guess. Not New York or London cosmopolitan, but cosmopolitan by definition I guess. People need to stop need saying Philly is so dirty and smelly. They clearly never traveled or have just their heads up their fucking asses. Every big city has at least its smelly and dirty sections. The non-gypsy beggars took me a bit by surprise though. Everyone knows Gypsies are all over Europe and try to get money off of you, but I guess I just thought in Europe it was exclusively them, and that most everyone else was fine. Should’ve known better. Oh well. Man was it expensive too. €4.65 a pint? Fuck that noise. Those meals weren’t cheap either. Thank God, IFSA-Butler paid for them. I may have needed to take out a loan just to afford to eat there. Man, the roads are crazy too. I almost forgot about them. I thought it would just be like the states except reversed since they drive on the right hand side. Nope. Wrong. It’s fucking crazy driving there. Weird divided lanes. Sudden change in the direction of the street at different intersections. It was really weird. The lanes were both well labeled and then not well labeled. Just weird for an American. Those look left and look right direction on the cross walks though were an excellent idea. I wouldn’t be surprised if that was inspired due to too many pedestrian casualties. Oh, also, fuck those poorly labeled streets. Do Europeans not believe in knowing what street your on? Seriously. Come to think of it, it was amazing how rustic the feel of the city was despite all its modernization its going through. Most American cities don’t go further back thank the 1600s, and really no older than 1500s. but looking at a city that was much, much older, it kinda puts things in perspective how old humans really are. Plenty of hot girls though. Wish I had more time to explore that, but I guess I’ll have to hope the Cork girls are just as hot, if not hotter, than those Dublin girls. I guess what I really want to say is: fuck fifteen minute walks.