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Published: August 16th 2005
harry potter
justin and fiona in hut Right not being funny but there was a tumble weed going past the bus on the way to this place. Absolutely sod all there and the receptionist in a place called The Sugar Bowl is an absolute cow. Childers is a place for backpackers to work on the multiple farms fruit picking. Poor Rob far left in picture was working on tomato farm picking tomatoes. It sounded like some sort of slave trade where they would be shouted at one for not using two hands, two for not being fast enough and three for not removing all the stalks. They may as well be walking around with chains being whipped bless them. Stayed there three days.... just to return the jumper I stole from Rob in Brissie ;p
Was quite the little house wife making dinner and such like. The pub was amusing, a female walks in and every set of eyes looks and keeps starring.... a little offputting to say the least. Spent the majority of the time chilling out getting sun tan reading and trying to entertain. The funniest (and usual stupid antics that you all know about me) was when a welsh boy olly decided to help
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Good guys had a laugh that night even though cut hand to shreds me try to cork a bottle of wine! Put all his weight on it and it almost nearly opened.... I was holding bottle..... and whole bottle collapsed. Olly holding his eye (thought he had glass in it) stupidly ran into the darkness outside towards the bushes.... idiot welshmen! I looking down at where hands had fallen noticed blood trickling everywhere.... ta for looking after me Rob, was bandaged and cleaned up in moments.... moral of story goon is way forward....easy opening easy drinking and 4litres instead of just 1 for same price. Besides that had an absolutely awesome time... room to ourselves so able to do normal stuff like have a shower and change into clothes without having to do it in shower room or under towel! Awesome. Only annoying thing was having to walk 15mins with backpack (was hoping for lift but Rhonda the nasty receptionist told me couldn't wait around for boys to finish work) so had to sit at bus station for five hours on my tod 😞 the number of lorries with perverted men inside that went past was unbelievable.
Dublin may be a definate port of call girls when I get back... we always
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well at least view was nice all be it nothing there planned to go and now I've met so many amazing Irish people it'll have to be done!
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