Sat in a bar, the first of a Dublin pub crawl, I recieved possibly the best text message a man could get from his girl friend:

“Go have a great night, I grant u full anummity for anything silly u get up to! Enjoy.”

The evening ended after 3 more pubs and a club with lots of beer at each then retiring to the YMCA whom provided us with 4 cheap bunk beds followed by a rubbish breakfast without any tea.
Later we walked through the city with our belongings on our backs and headed to the Guinness Factoy, even though Luke & I really dont like the stuff! It was much better that I thought it was going to be, with a full story of how the black stuff is made - its actually ruby in colour. Every visitor gets a free pint on the top floor where the sides of the building are made of glass and one can take in the whole Dublin. The factory is a clever idea where you pay 12euro to get in and then they tell you how good Guinness is for you for a few hours so you go away wanting a pint or two.

Sunday evening was the last day in the folk music weekend in Temple bar (the main bar area) so we searched for the best and hottest acts it had to offer. The first band were at a jazz club and finished for the evening just as we sat down with our pints, the second band appeared at the pub we were at. We had walked to the upstairs of a pub to find no one but the bar man present, we saw down, Luke quickly instructs us to drink up and leave to find somewhere better, as we do so a band walked in through the door, got pints of Guinness and started playing - well cool!

Staying up all night to catch the plane home at 6.30am took its toll at my 10am lecture where the song “I’ve had the same jeans on…” seemed fitting!