When in Ireland...

Who knew there were so many fun things to do in the sheep ruled country, surrounded by stone walls! (Yes, that's what the entire Ireland looks like).

Mari and her lovely family took me in to their residence and Mari showed me everything worth being seen in Dublin. The Tritinty College is amazing, Harry Potter all over!

Lovely thing in the background, but don't you go under it, that's bad luck!

After seeing everything there, Emma joined us and the night was spent in an Irish pub with the Irish and Swedish boys and Debbie. Since the great party was the day after and the boys had a rough night before, that's all we could handle that night, very pleasant.

On Friday we all made a roadtrip to the other side of the country, also out in the middle of nowhere! I got to see a lot of the island and I learned a couple of things,
- There are NO Irish towns without a Guiness pub
- The Irish language looks like something spoken by the elves in Lord of the rings...
- You may only drive 60km/h on the modern highways but 100km/h in the small, serpentine roads out on the country side....!

Arriving in the Roisin Residence madness we got ready and went to the mingle in the castle. After that we enjoyed a lovely dinner where some Babsonians where present without knowing (we saw both Tom and Flo in the slideshow R made) The party continued dancing all night long, yes I got my Flo Rida too! =)

We took slammers, in the honor of the slammer queens! (with plastic cups tho...)

After party was at Roisin's place again, where we completely invaded the place while her mother tried to make sure all 20 of us had a place to sleep (yes Roisin sure knows how to keep her mom busy). Anyways, I can ensure everyone the floor was perfectly fine to sleep on!

The best Irish tradition I learned was on your 21st, you get 21 kisses. Way better than 21 shots, that I'm used to...

Roisin and her 21 men!

Waking up the next morning was a little bit of a struggle... with a not so fabulous hairdue and a pulsating headache we woke up to a lovely breakfast and still some smiling faces.

Kieran & Gustav, who else?!

After sobering up, the Irish, Swedes and English went to the cliffs of Moher and were def awaken by the stormy winds and fresh air!
Then it was more goodbyes again (getting tired of them) and going back to Dublin.

So good seeing some Babsonians again. To them and to the rest of you, I'll see you somewhere, sometime, somehow!