Dublin
These are my last few moments in Ireland, and I spend them in the airport writing to you, my droogies. Show some gratitude!
I capped off my trip with beers with my old friend John, who ironically was also spending his last night in Ireland, after being posted here for four years. So it’s a bigger event for him than for me. We imbibed those beers (well, beer, because the plural of beer is beer; elliptical sentences and all that) in a place called McGowan’s Pub, which was up the street from my residence. Continue reading With Or Without Ewe
