So as promised we need to deliver the second half of the first couple days of our time in good old Ireland.
First off lets talk about yesterday when it was absolutely pouring rain with heavy winds and we both decided it was a smart idea to take a 20 minute walk to the supermarket to by none other than toilet paper. The thought of borrowing a roll until calmer weather was just clearly not an option! So we make the trek and get absolutely soaked and probably got there in way shorter time than normal because we were literally being pushed by the wind. We know, good decisions don't always come from our brains. But the adventure gets even better. So we find the handy dandy toilet paper and go to get in line to pay, when all of a sudden Lyndsay notices two dogs waiting outside of the store. (There are a lot of dogs in Ireland that do not wear collars even if they have an owner). BUT for anyone who knows Lynds, you know that the thought of these being stray dogs literally pained her. So she asks Molly whether or not we should buy dog food for the poor things. So there we are on our first night in Galway in the middle of the dog food isle, with Lyndsay almost in tears, debating whether or not to by dog food for these dogs we know absolutely nothing about. Final decision: no dog food, we didn't want two dogs following us home on the first night, our landlord may not be too pleased. Good thing because when we got to the check out we were informed that the dogs had owners and were simply waiting for them outside the store, breathe easy Lynds!
The rest of the night consisted of checkin out the local pubs. If going to the pubs in Ireland doesn't scream good time then I don't know what does. We went to one called the Kings Head and another called The Quay. Both had live music and lots of people of all ages (older folk know how to get down in Irish town), and both were a great place to spend our first night. Fun fact: reason why we left the Kings Head and went to the Quay? Yep we totally miscalculated timing while getting ready and thought we had all the time in the world. In typical Mollyndsay fashion, we get to the bar excited, ready for the fun to begin. Then womp we buy our first drink and literally two sips in, the owners are telling everyone to finish their drinks because the place was closing, poor start Mollyndsay, poor start. But first lets talk about the process of getting ready to go out. So we're in a new environment, it takes some getting used to. With that said, Lyndsay absolutely flooded our bathroom when taking a shower because she turned the water on without shutting the door and let it spray all over the room while screaming "Oh shoot, what do I do?" Oh dear. Its ok we needed to clean down the walls and floor anyway, who knows who had this apartment before us right?
One of the best parts of Ireland has been meeting the people who live here. They are really amazing people. One man stopped and talked to us at 2 in the morning about cool places to visit in Ireland and he talked about what he knew about the Boston area. He quizzed us on why we thought the Pilgrims didn't go to a different spot and such, we may not have had all the answers but the chat was worth it, all of the chats we have with the Irish people are worth it. Also two irish boys asked us if we knew where any open clubs were at that time because they thought we were Irish as well, day one and already fittin in with the locals. check.
After we got home, the adventure was left to our third amigo Mr. Mike Johnson. He came through in classic Mollyndsay fashion by locking himself out of the building and having to climb the rather large fence to get to our building because none of us have phones yet and have no way to communicate. Well done Mike, this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship. The lack of communication leads to another Mollyndsay moment. Obviously we wanted to spend our first night with our bestie so we went to mike's room (or should i say what we thought was mike's room) to get him. We knocked on the door and rang the doorbell on three different occasions that night. We also welcomed ourselves in the apartment one time because the door was open. Why did we think this was normal? Not sure. But it definitely wasn't, most especially because we were at the wrong apartment. We were at the apartment of our friend we only met a couple hours ago and who now thinks we are crazy weird girls for just walking into his apartment uninvited......and waking him up because we thought he was mike sleeping. HA crazy? weird? Well as they say, if the shoe fits! Sorry Matt!
Speaking of our apartment building, we were both convinced that our toilet was broken and would absolutely not flush. Therefore we told the landlord, yet when she came up to fix it, she got it on her first try and just stared at us in confusion while we stared at each other in confusion. She may also now think we're crazy, aww shooooot!
Today was not nearly as eventful as yesterday. We had orientation at NUIG. National University of Ireland, Galway. We learned some things, ate some rock hard scones: good times over seas if ya ask us. We also very much appreciated our new love Susie for putting the juice boxes and food anywhere she could to take home for later. WE'RE ON A TIGHT BUDGET PEOPLE. Survival of the fittest. Molly found that out the hard way when trying to get money at the bank today using an american card. No joke on the fees people, they really aren't kidding. Ahh well still had enough to buy matching cozy blankets with Lyndsay, thank god.
Fun fact of the day: Two irish boys claimed they could tell what part of the united states americans are from based on their voice and accent. Molly was buying that part until he told Lyndsay that she had the most american face he had ever seen and that it was a compliment, I mean the most american face? Good line lad, like what does that even mean?
Oh and speaking of lads. We are no longer referring to our male friends as bros or dudes or whatever else americans say. From now on lad is the word. Get ready Mark Evans and Andrew Dinardi, two of our favorite LADS!
Until next time!
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