Rain, Sickness & James Joyce

So Sunday I got to sleep in and took full advantage of it, sleeping in til 2pm. After waking up and getting some lunch, a couple of us decided to try and see if we could go on the Ghost Bus tour of Dublin, but were unable to get tickets since the office was closed (turned out to be for the best since we were warned that the tour sucked and cost too much.) So instead I met up with some others and we went to this bar for some traditional Irish music. The pub was filled with old Irish people all dressed up from church, but the music was really great. After that pub closed we went to another that looked really cool. There was live music there and it was open til much later. Monday we had nothing to do after class so instead of doing laundry, Katie, Sarah and I decided to buy more underwear. Of course the day was miserable with rain and walking around in it all day long got us all sick. I woke up the next morning with a swollen, sore throat. Tuesday we took a trip to Sandycove to visit the James Joyce museum, which is located at the Gun Runner Joyce lived in for 5 days and is the inspiration for his novel, Ulysses and the setting of its first chapter. After visiting the museum we all went to Fitzgerald's for a Pint on Dean Fromm. The bartender there was quite possibly the most beautiful man ever. Think Cillian Murphy but with black hair and no freckles... swoon. Then afterwards when we got back to Dublin we all went out for Jodi's birthday. By this point I was dying and had to leave the celebrations early. Today I have felt simply horrible and have been sleeping and reading all day trying to get better so tomorrow I can rejoin the fun.