We'll always have Wicklow

Holler! Okay, so now that we can actually write blogs again, we have quite a bit to cover. On our final day in Dublin, which also happened to be Kristin's bday, we did a daytrip to Glendolaugh and Wicklow, where there are mountains and waterfalls, it was amazing. It was one of those places where pictures can't really capture it. One mountain we were on was a cliff overlooking a valley with a lake and surrounded by mountains. In the valley is the mansion of one of the Guinness heirs, and apparently it is the place that Bono wrote the U2 song "Beautiful Day". It was great! We also saw the hills where much of Braveheart was filmed. So that was really fun, we had a really cute little old Irish man as our tour guide, and he had been to Chicago once for a few hours, so we chatted about that. Anyway, back to the story. After we got back from our daytrip we went out to dinner and got some cake for Wessel's bday. Let me tell you, as a cake officiando, Irish cake is not that great. The icing really leaves a lot to be desired. It was quite disappointing. After that we went out for the bday celebration, and it was great. The DJ gave Wes a shout out and played Sweet Caroline, at which point we ran to the dance floor. It was quite the spectacle. I'm pretty sure based on our behavior Irish people must think all Americans are crazy. We're representing our country soooo well. And then of course we met some Scottish gentlemen who were on a Stagg party, and let me tell you, they really like to hug. Except they don't call it a hug. No, they call it a boozy. So my good friend Gary kept asking me to give him "a boozy". I really enjoy boozies. Note: Irish people are close face talkers and space invaders. Which causes awkward situations when they accidently spit in your face and you don't know whether to wipe or not.