Steve (Flint) here- Finally, the day has come. We head to LAX very early, no screwing this up. We get our tickets, eat at Daily Gril, and have pint or two in the airport bar. The plane trip is excrutiating, humans aren't meant to sit for such a long period of time. Prescription sleeping pills would have been nice. The flight is otherwise unremarkable, and we arrive in one piece. We are in Ireland! This is so awesome, everything is going to be amazing...right? Ok, we have a small problem. We can't find our hotel, and nobody wants to help us. We ask a few folks, and they say, "go down this street and turn right." But they are lying! We eventually figure out that everyone hates George Bush and that "right" means "left." We now
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