Boats and stuff

Another day, another exploration. There really is a lot to this city. More than I thought. And there's more to this Havana/Powerboat racing festival than Leigh and I thought as well. We've just been hanging out down in the Shop Street area because that's where a lot of restaurants and bars and music is at but we checked out the docks today and our eyes were opened to what we've been missing.

Vendors everywhere selling food, outrageous expensive and pretty boats everywhere, live music from some Irish pop star named Declan I think, merry-go-rounds, crazy swing thingies. Basically, the whole party was there. And we've been oblivious to it. Luckily we found it for the last day and explored around like crazy. The whole place really was jam packed with people. It was awesome. Although I've realized there is a significant shortage of red heads here. Disappointed Ireland. I think I may go home now. Ok not. But still. Weird. At least in a stereotypical sort of way.



Anyways, there are these powerboat races going on in the docks of Galway this whole week which I have yet to check out but definitely will in the next few days because it's a pretty big thing here. This pop star Declan or whatever was pretty good. All the people around us were singing the words to his songs (which we did not know one bit) and so clearly he's like the John Mayer of Ireland. Fantastic. Then when we were walking around this lady stopped Leigh and I and started talking to us “Americanos” despite the fact that Leigh is in fact, Canadian. But she was still sweet and gave us some great travel tips and tips about living cheap in Ireland. She loved us because she said she lived in both the States and Canada for some years so it was all gravy. She was a hoot I'll tell ya that much.

Then our night just consisted of walking around and hanging out with the guys while they worked. Some dude came up to Patty with this crazy red spatter design on his white hoodie. But then Patrick and I found out that he said this was all blood from his nose. Gross. The Garda here (police) then promptly ran after the dude and arrested him or something. Sheesh. Guess there was an intense fight or something.



After that the guys got off and we had a mini birthday party for T-love because he's finally 21 the little youngin'. It doesn't really matter if you're 21 over here but hey! We had a party. It was swell. Tomorrow (actually today seeing as I'm writing this monday, we are going hiking and camping as a birthday event for T-booty. It'll be grand. See ya!