This lady (above)is an awesomely crazy Irish lady. Brash, insane, bold, and did I mention totally insane. But in a good way, of course. Tending the bar here, which looked marvelous, was an experience to remember. Pity I didn't get a picture of it... and the dance floor madness (left)was loads of fun. Lot's of interesting characters, since it was an Irish lass marrying a Frenchman. Loads of people only spoke french, and even more people spoke with such strong Irish accents that I couldn't understand them anyways. A very enjoyable evening, even though I didn't do much dancing, or make any good connections with the ladies. For some reason I woke up very depressed the next day, and went down to the lake and wrote a new song for hours. Not exactly sure why, maybe I'm lonely, homesick or something. Sounds a bit clique, but traveling halfway around the world can't instantly change who I love, and who loves me back. The next day shot of the tables (above) was taken late Sunday, after lots of Irish ballad songs, Guinness, champagne, and chili con carne. I met a couple who will let me stay with them in Cork for a weekend. And Andy, (Fred's mate from school) has invited me to stay with him in Dublin, whenever I get around to going there. The people are amazing here, very honest, caring, and they don't beat around the bush, ya know.
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