Rest of Ireland

So that second night ended up being an early night, because it was a Sunday, this helped our bodies recover.

The next day we all went golfing.  I golfed in a 5 some with brady, case, bama (aka the Catfish), and johnny Lawrie.  We hacked up this course really bad.  We all lost around 4 balls each, some like kev and bama, lost more like 8 to 10.  We put up some terrific scores, kev and bama wanted to make sure they got their money's worth, so took their worth in shots.  It was an all around terrible round, but we laughed so hard.  Case almost killed me and Johnny, he sent us to the deck with a ball sailing a cool 1 to 2 feet over our heads once we were laying flat on our stomachs.  Bama sent a ball a nice foot off John's head, but forgot to yell fore, or tell john he was gonna shoot.  On the 18th John and I were tied, so kev and case decided to make a wager, kev with me and case with john.  Of course I soundly defeated John by one stroke with a par, to save my glorious 99.  After such a lousy round, we decided to head into the club house for a few pints of the black gold.  We then decided that we needed to make 2 more pub stops on the way home, since it was going to be a 25 min car ride back.  At every pub we went to it seemed that we would always run into atleast one old Irish guy passed out in the corner sitting straight up.  We decided to go right out to the pubs as soon as we got back from golfing, because the round took us a solid 5 1/2 hrs.  We proceeded to have another fun, and wild night out, making sure that everyone in the little town knew where the drunk and roudy American were going to be.

The next day was our one and only day of rest, were were supposed to go to galway, but nobody was feeling too well early, so we lounged around and then went to play some hoops.  Johnny proved that hockey players can not play basketball for their lives.  I guarded case, and i got so into his head that he eventually punted the ball all the way across a field out of frustration of being shut down. haahahha  We then went out to the Pierhead, where our boy Harvey always took care of us.  I had called him Habib the whole 2 nights before, but he found it funny.  We got to the bar and the Butler brothers were there waiting for us.  It was great to see them, though they got really banged up really quick.  I had to take them back to our place at 12 30, because they were in no shape to be at a bar.  Upon arriving home they both puked, and riveled both little ably and ryan for the most drunk of the trip.  But it was fun.

The next day we arose, me first, because I went to bed so early, but the rest followed in the next few hours.  We packed up our stuff and went to Galway.  Once in Galway, we did some shopping, then had a fabulous meal at a pretty expensive restaurant, but it was well worth it.  After dinner we went the The King's Head, and saw an awesome live band.  They had five guys and were just awesome.  They played some Rolling Stones, Johnny Cash, and some of their own stuff.  We then proceeded back to Kinvara and stayed up late drinking some more take aways.

The next day we golfed again, Johnny was gone, so we were down to a 4some, but we proceeded to take enough strokes for a 5 some.  Again it was hysterical, we all lost around 6 balls each this round.  But Bama stole the show, he had about 20 whiffs on the day, which would just send the 3 of us rolling.  It was another memorable round.  The scenary from the 2 golf courses was amazing, and the laughs were incredible.  When we got back we were going to Green's pub, a tiny hole in the wall, that was going to have Kevin, Jackie Boy, Jimbo, and one of Jimbo's friend all playing.  It was awesome they played from around 9 30 to 2 30 in the morning.  Jimbo's friend was great, he had played with Van Morrison in the past.  He was really intoxicated, but did well none the less.  Mr Walsh the Jackal, was clearing out room for us in the bar, with his farting, it was nasty.  We would watch groups literally clear out and then you would see a smile in the Jackal's face.  We then proceeded again to buy take aways, and stay up till 6 30 am, singin, dancin, drinkin, and picture takin in the house.  My sleep over this week has been in very short supply.

I have left the rest of the boys at 8 this morning, I really have no idea what time it is now, probably around 9 pm.  I am sitting in an airport in London, which I will call my home until I leave here tom at 8 am.  I will be off to meet Sammy boy in Amsterdam.  That will be my next place of updating.  I have really enjoyed having this day off from drinking, but I do not believe that Sam will allow me to have another day off.  Oh well.

If you want to e-mail me just send me and e-mail at cicconem@bc.edu, I will be checking it regularly.  Hope everyone is having a great summer.  Till next time, stay sassy United States.