I'm safe and sound, alive in Dublin. Though I believe after last night, perhaps only 3/4 of my brain cells remain. Honestly, how many do you have to kill off before you're legally dead? Maybe I'm not sosafe and sound after all. Anyway, the outskirts of Dublin, seen through the windows of the bus I took from the airport, is pretty much what I expected from an Irish city. Cute little brick houses, with cute little lawns and curvy streets. And central Dublin looks a lot like other cities, tho I spent a lot of yesterday either napping to fight jetlag or in an internet cafe writing a letter to Columbia Law, rather than touring, so I guess I'll be able to say more later.
Last night I went to Temple Bar, and I have one thing to say. 6 Euros for a beer?! Of course by the time I got there I was well on my way and too drunk to realize how outrageous that was. ...And now you're all pretty much up to date on my trip. Today I will take the hop on hop off bus tour. The difficulty is that one of the first stops is the Guinness brewery. So...it's beer at 10:30 then. I guess it's one way to fight a hangover.
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