Inside the Head of a TV Junkie

So the town that I’m staying at here in Ireland doesn’t have many free internet places or even an internet cafe. I have been relegated to only using the internet at my friend Marcella’s parent’s house. I don’t want to sit there being anti-social so I’ve done no emailing or blogging! I’ve been going through massive withdrawal symptoms. Last night, Paula and I were at one of the “cheeriest pubs in all of Mullingar” named Canton Casey’s. We met this Scot and his Irish friend and I mentioned my internet issues. They both suggested that we head on over to the Annebrook House Hotel, sit in their lounge and order a drink. The hotel offers free internet. This is where I’m writing this post now. It’s 1:06 in the afternoon. Paula’s writing her postcards that we’ll post on our way to lunch drinking a coffee. I’m sitting here, going through my important emails, writing this blog post and drinking a Guinness. OMG, the Guinness is so good and I’m going to be missing it something horrible when I get back to the states.

There will be a few more posts about my trips here in Ireland in the coming days. Pictures galore and more stories than you can shake a stick at. If you’re interested, please return and to read them. We leave for home tomorrow and I’m kind of bummed. We’ve had great luck with the weather and I’m most definitely not looking forward to going back to work. For now, enjoy the three photos below. Slán agat (Irish for goodbye).