Irish Men Love Us!!!!

Day 1:

christy and i were scheduled to meet at the chicago aiport saturday evening to catch our plane to ireland. the plane was leaving in about 20 minutes and christy was still not there! there was an amazing thunderstorm happening while christy was supposed to land (so inconveniant but yet glad i got to see it) so her plane was delayed. she ended up sprinting to check into the flight and i was able to talk to the flight attendants to make sure they would wait for her :) as soon as they found out how beautiful she was they said yes...quote by christy.

she finally arrived on the plane and we asked the flight attendants to sit next to eachother in the back row of the plane. it didn't take too much convincing because our sparkling personalities were already shining through. (insert cheesy smiles here) i had to ditch the sweet old new zealand guy i was sitting next to. he was cool but took up way too much of the arm rest. could have been the most entertaining 7 hours of his life. we had the BEST FLIGHT ATTENDANTS EVER!!! although most of them were gay...there was a special someone we connected with :) perhaps our soulmate...story to come later. they were all hysterical telling funny stories, well they were telling funny stories to eachother and we always just pretended like we were a part of them. this is where it all began...how we realized we can never understand what the irish are saying. their accents are intense...too intense for this half mexican half spanish girl. well all in all we had a great time throwing banter back and forth with them and it made the 7 hours fly by! literally...pun intended.

when we arrived in dublin we met up with natalee at the dublin airport, bought our dublin saver passes and hopped on our complimentary bus into the city. we managed to find our hostel in no time, checked our bags in since we couldnt check in until 2, and went exploring the magical city of ireland. no shower, no sleep, and no problems. we hit up this restaurant that we thought was irish and it ended up being american. go figure. it was still pretty tasty though. one of the waiters was nice enough to give us a list of pubs and places to go out at night. the rest of the day was churches and museums, and learning how to pour our own guiness at the guiness storehouse. don't worry moms and dads, none of us partook. the 3 couples next to us were extremely grateful for the extra beer they got hooked up with.

the times hostel

some church i can't remember

being your typical tourist in the streets of dublin

what just happened?!

we're official guiness pourers...we have the certificates to prove it!

we went back to the hostel and took a one hour nap to re-energize us. we woke up to find an argentenian man was sharing our 8 bed mixed room. this was going to be interesting. he was really nice so we invited him to go out with us that night. we got ready for the night and headed out to dinner. everything was closed because apparently everything closes early on sundays (i guess we should have done a little better planning...oops) so we ended up at this overpriced mexican restaurant. we decided to grab some energy drinks to keep us going and who else do we run into but our favorite flight attendant. coincidence...i think it's fate bringing us together again like PS i love you (the movie). he invited us to a pub that he was meeting his friend at. once we grabbed our drinks we ran over with excitment to the pub. of course somehow the conversation ended up being about us being mormom. go figure the irish would ask so many questions when you dont drink...so weird. in that moment he ran as fast as he could away from us...haha no he didnt. we had a good chat and then he was on his way again. best 20 minutes of our lives...totally worth it.

our flight attendant friend bryan (this picture doesn't do him justice!) 

                               

as we were walking in the temple bar district we realized the irish men love us. no joke. and we are happy to take any compliments and free things they give us. not sketchy at all ;) we headed over to another pub that christy and i came across once we started talking to some random german guy who convinced us it was awesome. walked inside and it was american music heaven. i guess the irish really love their american classics. that's where the real fun began. we met these 3 guys from dublin and they couldn't have been happier that we were american. they bought us drinks...diet coke...geez where did your mind go just then. they took us on their own little pub crawl and we ended up at this pub/club that was off the hook. let's just say what happens in dublin stays in dublin...yeah. it was amazing to say the least. not that way...? gotta love the irish...as they were walking us back to our hostel at 4am one of the guys ended up getting in an argument with some random guy on the street. they argued, it was confusing because we couldnt understand their irish slang and the next minute they were hugging and kissing on the cheek. weird. anyways...they walked us home, tried to pay off the front desk so they could hang out in the hostel, and then walked the walk of rejection out the door.

hitting up the temple bar district

our irish friends for the night...they love their california girls

things got weird...this was actually the more normal part of the night prior to the 40 euro drink they had

alejandra

ps as christy and i are typing this we are speaking with our hostel front desk guy eduardo and he is filling us in on all the crazy things he's encountered while working at this hostel. all i have to say is that im nervous to touch anything in this hostel now. and christy is missing her stolen bed sheet.

more to come soon! bet you cant wait for day 2