another weekend had rolled around and like clockwork the roommates were gone and i was ready to head back into dublin. jordan had called and asked if i wanted to go get some mexican food with her and a couple of friends. now i dont want to sound like a fat ass who's mouth was watering by the thought of a taco, but i nearly jumped for joy. i was more than ready for chips and salsa to be a substitute for sausage and potatoes. thank you god!!! the only thing that was stopping me from this savory hispanic heaven was my appointment to get my visa at the guarda station. it was at the same time that they were planning on grabbing lunch. i decided to go in earlier than my scheduled appointment and try to make it happen. not at all to my surprise, i had made it all the way to the station and had forgotten my passport. with beans, rice, and margarita's on the brain i ran to my apt and back up to the station. sweating and panting from my little excursion, if you will, i busted through the station doors nearly ramming the family of 5 from nigeria who had conveniently walked in seconds before me. an hour later (yes, a FULL hour of listening to 4 nigerian children whining for mcdonalds) i received my temp student visa. needless to say i missed out on lunch and wanted nothing more than a large pint of anything containing alcohol.
ended up meeting jordan anyway to watch a rugby match (sidenote: i love rugby!!!)i then went to watch a play at the abbey theatre with a friend (very good play and strange to hear such strong irish accents). after the play i met back up with jordan for a night out in dublin followed by another 4am nightlink :)
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