My whole flat and I went to Ireland for the weekend of Halloween. We arrived in Dublin early friday morning. We went to the Guinness Brewery in the late afternoon and got a free pint of Guinness in the Gravity Bar. That night we went out to several pubs where we met an englishman named Richard Lewis. He was dressed as a dead person and was so drunk when he found us that he could not articulate, or form sentences. After about an hour of hugs and trying to understand him he said that his friends had left him, he didn't know where his hotel was and he asked us to take care of him. So we did and he bought us all a around of beer. The next morning we caught a bus to Cork where we rode 4 hours to go to the Blarney Castle. The country side is beautiful. It was hilly and had tons of sheep farms. I think I would like to retire there when I get older. The Blarney castle was old and majestic. All of us kissed the stone and bought pictures of it. It was the single most terrifying thing that I have done. The old man that held me was laughing at me, while I screamed all the way down 'Which one is it?!?!' When he brought me back up I hugged him and kissed the top of his head for holding me. Needless to say we all were pooped by the time we got back to the hostel. On sunday we went searching for St. James' Cathedral. We found it, but it was 4 euros to get in. None of us wanted to pay that so we decided to go back to the air port early. Our flight was delayed a half an hour sadly. So we didn't get home till 5pm when we were supposed to be back by 2pm. It was a great trip to bond with my flat mates.
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