Day 3

We got up and got some bagels, we ate them on St. Stephens' Green, then we got the bus to this old jail. Was interesting but I could not concentrate on what the guide was saying coz I needed a poo, I was just worried about pooing myself, I couldn't wait for the tour to end! The main bit of the gaol was impressive, we went back in for a look by ourselves (after I had had a poo) and it was veryy eerie, the wind blowing thru the roof was making some spooky sounds which sounded like screaming !eek!
Then we went into the city centre to a nice pub (more guinness) and my mate had a bulmers cider, she got quite a taste for it. My mate got asked for I.D in the pub, bitch, she is 26! Her ego didn't need stroking anymore really, her head is big enough :D We went in a shop or 2 then walked back to the hotel.
That evening we went on a musical pub crawl , which was good fun. These 2 musicians took us into a few traditional irish pubs and played Irish tunes while we drank. They told us the history of Irish music and showed us and explained to us their various instruments. In the last pub he had us all singing along. There was some yanks beside us not joining in , they were doing my tree in. One of the musicians asked for volunteers to come up by themself to sing, when no-one volunteered he got in a mood, he looked really mad, he quite scared us!! Then we had a McDonalds for supper, ate it sat in a shop doorway to the tune of a busker playing beatles songs on his guitar. I gave the busker my remaining euro coins and we went back to the hotel.
We had a nice relaxing time all in all, the city seems quite small, so we didn't knacker ourselves out walking miles from place to place, and we didn't go hell for leather on the booze like I may have done when I was younger, so I felt more able to get up and see the sights in the daytime.