Ireland Day One -- Part Two

[kybearfuzz]

My brief nap turned into several hours. I was exhausted, the flight really wore me out. I woke up and grabbed a shower and went in search of dinner.

There really isn't a lot of restaurants close to the hotel, it's a bit outside of the city, which is both nice and not. The hotel has a lot of amenities -- gym, bar, WIFI, etc. -- but is too far to walk quickly to any thing else. So I elected to eat at the bar/restaurant tonight. I was sitting at the bar, waiting for the bartender to bring me my pint of Guinness, when this cute furry skinny guy popped down next to me. His name is Tim. I was surprised that he chose the stool next to mine, as the bar wasn't busy. He introduced himself, ordered a pint and we started talking immediately. He was so friendly, I honestly thought he was hitting on me, until other people showed up at the bar and started doing the same thing, just chatting with the person next to them. I know they didn't know each other as they asked for names, etc. I was shocked how friendly everyone is, it's sadly not an American trait and I wish it were.

After dinner and a beer, I said bye to Tim. He invited me out with his friends tonight, but the idea of going out with some complete strangers wasn't comfortable. Also, I was still tired and dying for more sleep. So I said hey to some 411 guys and I'm looking forward to seeing the sights tomorrow.

Comments

[blackwingbear.livejournal.com]

Have fun in the Eire!!

[jbear70.livejournal.com]

Regarding the pub, that's how people are in Ireland. I've never been but my brother lived for almost a year over there while in college and he said that the pubs are where perfect strangers congregate and have a good time. I wish Americans were that way as well.