The Pub Crawl

So being in Ireland, one must do what the Irish do, which apparently means drink… A LOT. No in all seriousness, both of us, although we like to have fun, have not and actually cannot keep up with the Irish and their drinking abilities. It is absolutely crazy. Actually the section where our hostel is located is Temple Bar, believe it or not. So with that being the case there is literally a bar, or pub, on every single street corner and with that comes the constant fiddling, the very plastered and “Jersey Shore” looking Irish girls, and the best entertainment. So after going out on our own a few nights in Dublin we decided we needed to participate in at least one Pub Crawl and see what it is all about.

Being our cheap selves (do you see a theme?), we decided to go out Tuesday night, because it was half off and we also could do it the next night for free. We went to five different bars (one was actually in the movie P.S. I Love You and although we really don’t remember the scene it is cool to say that we went there anyways). At each bar, before we went in we got a free shot (however they were baby shots) and then the rest of the drinks at the bar were discounted. Sadly, even with this being the case, we both ended up spending more money than expected. We guess that what always happens…

But while “crawling” through these pubs we met quite a cool group of people from Australia, who actually was part of our walking tour in the morning. There was Courtney, Beck, and Phoebe (who not only looked like Phoebe from the show Friends, but also acted like her. It was great). We ended up teaching them the American way of how to play Beer Pong and Brittany got quite competitive. It was the Americans against the Australians and the entire bar was watching and cheering. It was so much fun and quite hilarious especially when the Aussie girls started swatting the balls while still in the air. Fortunately, with a little more practice we beat them but they absolutely loved it and even after some trash talking we were all still able to be friends.

The night ended like all drinking nights do, with a trip to McDonalds or as the Aussies say Mackies. With two double cheeseburgers and curly fries (yep that is right, they have curly fries) the night was a success.