Haven’t written anything in about 2 weeks because, well there wasn’t much to write about. Last weekend Becca and I stayed in town to do some things around Dublin and relax before the hectic consecutive weekends of traveling began. Our original plan was to go to Oxegen Fest, but banking on free VIP tickets from Ann's job didn't work out so well. We went to the Dublin Castle, which was a real joke – especially after seeing Edinburgh Castle. I mean there was a parking garage inside the castle wall, and majority of it looked like a college campus just with a cylinder tower to the side. No mote, no bridge, no cliffs.
We went to the wax museum, which also sucked and was quite frankly rather gruesome. They had a Hanibal Lectar showroom with hanging bodies showing the insides and humans on plates. And for the Irish Famine they had a near-skeleton baby with purple skin it was so starved. Freaking sick, people. I mean there were 5 year olds running through this place. After these 2 sight-seeing fails, I officially don't label myself a tourist anymore.
Work is same ole same ole. Still working on this meteor cell phone campaign, and I’m still getting e-mails from the people that sit directly across from me. I find it odd to send full letter format e-mails from 3 feet away when I can hear your keyboard typing. Dicey’s is still winning on Tuesdays, and always will. I think it’s safe to say I’ve officially become accustomed to Dublin life. It’s not boring by any means, but becoming a routine life style. It feels like more of a home base, and I’m even starting to sign my e-mails with “cheers.” Next thing I know I’ll be saying “thanks a mil!” and preferring Guinness to other beers.
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