Last night I witnessed (and partook) in an event that men internationally dream of. The streets of Dublin we wet in beer. Boots were mandatory because of the massive amounts of broken bottles on the streets. Of course I had fun. But watching the spectacle was more enjoyable. The Irishmen in Gogartys were chanting and their women were dancing. Matt and I didn't know what to expect from Ireland. We thought the weather would be horrendous, but without a cloud in the sky and the warmth of the sun, we were happily surprised. When we met up we immediately roamed the city. The river down the middle makes it easily navigable. Each bridge is designed in a different way (stone, wood, modern style, or historic). We meandered through the northern side of Dublin and joined the Guinness Factory tour. But even though this city is great I'm ready to get back on the road. Cinque terre is going to be a great place to relax, hike, and save money. Plus seeing the the wind just picked up, the idea of the warm Mediterranean. Ive been trying to call you Mom and Dad but it either doesn't go through or you not picking up. So give me a call when you can.
Glad you had a good time,we celebrated it in a less festive atmosphere,with lunch and Lee did have a green beer.Lee left this morning for North Dakota,fortuately his return does not include Tokyo.Today is a good nap day,cool with rain. Love Grandpa
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