We're not done yet!

Actually, Tracy, not only will we continue the blog for future stories, but actually we haven't finished telling all the stories from the trip yet. And yes, I'm discussing this with her on the blog even though she's just in the other room (apparently 3 months together was not enough and I've temporarily moved into her flat in Bronxville).

I realized we haven't finished with all the Ireland stories, because again we are a curse on all cameras and after mine called it quits (though, looking at the number of photos I've taken in sand storms, rain and snow, the title of this blog really should be "How To Destroy Your Camera In Only 10 Days"), Tracy's memory card failed her.

So now we're waiting to steal all the other ladies' photos, and should have a second Ireland post ready by Sunday.

In the meantime, I leave you with a little story of polite requests and belligerent drunks:

The second night out in Dublin as a group, Ann left the bar a little early and realized she left something behind. Knowing that Lisa still remained, she sent her a text message. It went a little something like this:

------ SMS Text ------
From: Ann
To: Lisa
Sent: Mar 24, 2008 9:48 PM
Subject: Please grab my fuzzy black scarf...

Please grab my fuzzy black scarf and I will get tomorrow from you.
Thanks.

------ SMS Text ------
From: Lisa
To: Ann
Sent: Mar 24, 2008 10:06 PM
Subject: Fuck you yu fuking whore

Fuck you yu fuking whore






Peace out!
Katie

Oh yeah and as a reminder, for all you in NY this Saturday, try to make it to O'Hara's for a few drinks (change of location!). Call if you need help with directions.