So I haven't posted in a few days. I'll begin with the Welcome Party that the Marino students threw us. The Irish are big on the spontaneous musical moments. And usually I am too. They asked us to sing " American" songs. We realized we know only the chorus to 'New York, New York,' 'Born in the USA,' 'Sweet Home Alabama,' 'A New York Minute,' and plenty of other songs we should know by heart. We had our fifteen min...

So I haven't posted in a few days so I'll try to recap. Classes are going well. Sean (there are all kinds of accents on that) is our English teacher. He is all about mythology and proved the existence of leprechans. If you put matching sock in the dryer one always goes missing and that is how we know they are real. I don't know how I feel about that. However, he also taught us the Irish philosophy of life. Either you're sick or you're well. If...

So end of day two came. Classes went well, I was dubbed by the ECON teacher the "republican basher", not surprising. We wandered and explored til we found the little shops the locals get by on without going to city centre. Including a bookie, which god knows I'm not about to bet on horses. We hit the other local pub Goose. Where I asked for a Cosmopolitan. They didn't even know what it was; I explained and was told they don't make cocktails....

So i thought I do a morning post today before class. We all went out last night to the local pub Granger's to start of the semester. It was very cool, so Irish. It was kinda like Cheers but in another country 'cause all the men we're sitting around the bar with their Guiness singing drinking songs. It was a cool way to begin the trip; very authentic. However, the Chinese food we had for dinner after kinda negated that. We also met our first gypsy. Yea...

I left from JFK on Sunday night around 9PM and arrived in Dublin at about 9:30AM, which was weird cause the sleeplessness is getting to me. The trip was not all that bad, planes are just boring and uncomfortable. I guess the "How To Marry A Millionaire" glamourous flight was a lie. A terrible lie. We got to Ireland and my friends and I brilliantly decide to walk to the chemist and grocery. Bad idea. We wandered in the beautiful area around Marino for ne...