Twas the night before Christmas and all- er I mean St. Patrick's Day. But my excitement is like that of a child before Christmas. Tomorrow I will be living it up in Dublin, you can't have a St. Patrick's day any more Irish than that. Yes, be jealous.The town is packed with people, everything is green and the Irish flag is proudly flying. For a country that has been in a bitter recession and had an unusually cold winter, it is nice that there is this great national holiday.
This past week was quiet. I've been saving my energy for tomorrow. I had pancakes on Pancake Tuesday, if religion was more focused on food like that I could become very devout. It is now the season of Lent and I am giving up...well nothing. I saw another play, unfortunately I cannot give it a rave review like the last one. I did see a film, Rango starring Johnny Depp which I highly recommend. Also went to an "American" style diner but alas was disappointed with the milkshakes. I'll just have to stick to Guinness. Darn. Ireland played Wales and lost. It was a devastating game to see. They will play England on Saturday for their final match of Six Nations. Hoping for a St. Paddy's miracle that they win.
As it has been very lovely out I have been walking around the city more. I am currently reading a book of collected works by Irish writers which details the areas that they reference in their work. It seems that I am relatively close to the neighborhood of James Joyce and have been walking through the streets he was famous for walking down. Maybe this is my ticket to fame? As long as I don't turn out as crazy as he did.
Thoughts and prayers to Japan. I am lucky to be living in a place of practically no chance of natural disaster. Not even snakes!
Happy St. Patrick's Day to all! Slainte!
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