Dublin

At last we arrive at the hostel where I can properly battle this hangover with water and sleep. NOT!!! We get there and we're forced to wait 7 hours before we can check into our room, "ASSHOLES"
Then they tell us we can wait in the common room and to put our luggage in their storage for €2 each, "Not likely, we're already paying to stay here... DOUBLE ASSHOLES" So we take over every couch and pillow in the common room and looked so awful that no one bothered us the whole time, "Damn right" Once we finally settled into our room we went to find some dinner and check out Dublin a bit.

After humming and hahing for 20 minutes we finally decided on what looked to be a traditional Irish pub. Blah, blah, blah, eat, eat, eat. Next. That day wasn't to eventful as Sober Scott had to pay the price for Drunk Scott's actions the previous night. the girls, however, hit up Temple Bar (which is actually a little artistic/party district) and as I recall their price tag that night was just shy of €100... each, But hey, it's VACAY!! Our next day we made sure to explore and enlighten ourselves of Dublin. It started with a tour of the city where we saw the origins of U2, a very poor excuse for a castle, learned some history of Vikings, clans and some drunken uprising attempts. Then it was off to the Guinness Factory, which was just straight up awesome. Learned all about the history and how it's made and after wandering the 7 floors (shaped like a pint glass) were rewarded with a Guinness... Boo Ya! That night we finally sorted out the next step of our UK run around. This consisted of a rental car, no clear destination and myself as the navigator.