It is time to check out of the hotel and be homeless. The worse part is that the TV and the radio said that it was Friday. That confused us. We had nothing to drink but got a decent night’s sleep. Packed everything up and headed to the lobby to go to the City Center. We are going to meet up with the others at 5 p.m. in front of this giant spike. It hurts your neck just looking up at it. Stacey remembers nothing about last night. Something that I will never forget.
We find out that Ireland beat France in the rugby game. We headed towards Temple Bar and got pictures of Temple Bar. The only thing that we have to do at this point is to kill time. We head off to find a pub that we can just relax and wait until we can head off to the hotel to pick up our stuff and then head off to the airport. The French that were there were picked on by Irish. While walking down the street at night it was as if we were in Paris. There was people speaking French left and right you could really be in Paris had the signs not been in English I would have thought I was in Paris. We finally leave town at about two or so. We head back to the hotel and then we get out stuff and we could not even relax for a little while and the manager wanted us out of the lobby. That was just wrong.
