Jour 67- Dublin 2-- Rugby Game and Day Partyin

The next morning, Kel and I woke up at 9:30 a.m. just so we could catch the complete English breakfast in time. It had to have been the best English breakfast I had ever had. They had eggs, ham, hash browns, cereal, you name it. The only downside was that the entire dining hall was packed with Welsh people! Where did they all come from?! Yesterday I didn't see one Welsh person and then BOOM! there they all are! Everywhere OLD, not young, people were dressed in red jerseys or red outfits. We couldn't even find a place to sit and eat our hungover meal. We eventually did find a place, upstairs...

Afterwards, Kel and I got ready... Jordan and Libby had already left for the day, so we decided to meet up with the crew around 1 p.m. When we found them, they were drinking in an alley beside a church. Not sketchy at all... completely normal. We just drank a couple of beers, decided to throw old telephones and shoes across the alley, and made videos. It was so funny. When the beer was finished, we walked over to Temple Bar area to watch the match. We went into a bar and sat there practically all day. The game was on and the place was packed. We were lucky to find a big table for all of us. Instead of buying beer after beer, Amir and Chav went to the liquor store and bought tons of beer. We sat for 5 hours just drinking under the table. We'd finish a beer and our glass would be filled the next minute. And no one knew! We all got pretty drunk. Libby and Jordan showed up later on in the day. They had gone shopping and purchased very pretty Irish-knitted sweaters. Jordan's was green and Libby's was black. They were hideous, but it was hysterical. That would be something they would buy.

We decided to make moves and went bar hopping. We walked down the road and the first bar we went into I got denied. Of course, they wouldn't let me in because I was too drunk. How is that possible? I was walking fine, could talk normally and I remember everything. They are idiots. We all decided to go to the next bar, which wasn't bad. It was 3 stories high and was packed! We all got a table and I proceed to flirt with Irish men to get free drinks. They didn't really get the hint, but they are great for conversation. Kel met some lovely Welsh women who gave her a free daisy hat and adopted her. After that bar, we went to the grocery store to buy more alcohol to pre-game in the guy's room before heading out again.

That's when I died. Last thing I remember was Amir and I going shot for shot and it was only 9:30 p.m. What happened!