Nashville had been a blast, but the batteries were running low and on my Spirit flight back to Philadelphia, I was looking forward to some rest and recovery back in the Carthy household in Haddonfield. Ronan collected me from the airport, and we headed back to the family homestead. We had about an hour before heading out to a local Irish bar to meet some of their friends for a few beers, nachos and chicken wings. The bar was like an aircraft hanger, very crowded for a Thursday evening, but Irish in name only. The Guinness wasn´t bad, nor the company, and in old style the ladies departed early and the lads headed to a number of venues in the suburbs till the early hours. Was happy to be in a house again, and sleep was
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