This past weekend in Dublin, Wales and Ireland played each other in the 6 Nations Rugby tournament. The city was full of drunk Welsh people in every pub and every resturant, they seemed quite obnoxious to be honest. The majority of them were wearing the Welsh flag on thier bodies somewhere, whether it was draped around them like a giant diaper or worn on there backs like a cape. The fact that Wales won must have had a huge impact on there celebrating I can imagine, because its normally the Irish who are bad behaved, drunk and disorderly after Rugby matches. Next week, the English and Irish play each other in the final week of the tournament, Wales has already virtually won so the outcome of this match will just be for bragging rights for the next 12 months.
Since I got back from London in Mid-January I have been working constantly and now in March I have 4 days off but not as a part of my personal holidays, but because Ireland has such a high amount of bank holidays. There is St. Patricks Day, Good Friday, Easter Monday, and just a random holiday on a friday, but don't worry I'm not complaining about days off at all.  ¶ 10:02 AM