I've been so busy lately I haven't had time to write!!! Rag week was crazy, there was so much going on. We went out all four nights of the week, and had a great time. Some people went much crazier than we did, but we just took the week off from classes and slept in late after late nights out.
Craig came to visit us during his spring break. He got here last Friday and came on my program;s trip to the Aran Islands. It was a great day and I had so much fun with him. We took the ferry to the biggest island, Inis Mór. Once we got there, everyone rented bikes (again!) and we rode from one side of the island to the other. It wasn't nearly as long of a bike ride as in Dingle, so it was a piece of cake. The island was so small and felt like I had gone fifty years back in time! The few homes that were on the island were so spread out, and the "town" on the other side consited of two gift shops and a small cafe. Once we got to the other side of the island, we climbed up what felt like a mountain to these huge cliffs. Unlike the Cliffs of Moher, we could get right up to the edge. I leaned over the side to look, and it was so high! We got lunch at a little coffee house before we headed back to catch the ferry home.
That night Mary and I took Craig out to the Quay's with a few of our friends, and we spent some time there chatting with all the tourists who were in town for the holiday. Craig left on Sunday to go visit Mike Mo in Dublin but came back last night before he flew out of Shannon today. I was so glad he came to visit and I think he had a great time!
Galway was full of people this week, and for good reason. I'd have to say that Wednesday was one of the best days I've had here so far. We woke up early to make breakfast and start the day off right. We made french toast, home fries, and mimosas, and got decked out in our green to head into town for the St. Paddy's Day Parade. The parade ended up being a huge letdown, and there wasn't really too much to see, so we headed to a pub to keep the celebration going. We met a bunch of people at one of my favorite pubs called the Front Door in the smoking garden, and hung out there for quite some time. Eventually we moved to a few other pubs, and wandered the streets. The pubs were serving pints in plastic glasses, so we could take our Guinness's outside onto Shop St. and Quay St. The streets were packed with people, everyone in great spirits. Everyone was talking and celebrating with each other, and we even danced around to the street performers. We ended the say at Taaffe's, which had a great band playing Trad music. The pub was so crowded, and the only place we could find room was right at the front where the band was playing. Mary, Megan and I plopped right down and sat on the stage while the band was playing, drinking our cans of Carlsberg and talked to anyone who was near us. By about seven thirty it was getting dark, and I was so worn out. We got some taco fries from Charcoal Grill and walked home, and Mary and I took a three hour nap on her couch. It was by far the best St. Patrick's Day I have ever had!
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