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Published: July 12th 2006
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After a exhausting trip into the bowels of Cairo, it was time to catch up with some old old mates in Dublin. Now Dublin was known as a very intellectual town until someone invented whiskey and you know the rest from there. So Timmy and I werent expecting any rest to be had here.
The exit from the sweet city of Cairo wasnt without incident, we were both awake at the crack of 5am to get out "transfer" to the airport courtesy of the most boring hostel on the planet, after waiting for the 6am proposed pick up and then watching that slide by we got increasingly nervous that we would spend another night in the great city of money grabbers. We made our way down to the street and tried to decifer which out of all the taxis on the street would be the most suitable for our journey, we started with the ones that had 4 wheels and moved up from there. For you see Cairo has many many great attractions however one of them isnt the taxis. This is the country that cars go to die, so we were in store for some sweet action in a
The Team
A solid drinking team was needed to battle the 9am challenge of Guiness.... 80 year old car we were sure. We pulled over this old old school benz, the one where the gearstick is on the steering wheel, i reached for my seatbelt, which SUPRISE wasnt there, i reached for any handle, guess what.... they werent there either, so i grabbed hold of the underwear and held on tight. Not really necessary as this car wasnt exactly built for speed of any sort but at the same time traffic and drivers in this country were hectic to say the least. We told the old mate that we were in a hurry due to the "transfer" only managing to "transfer" some of our money into the hostels bank account, and old mate put the foot down. Everything was going great till we stopped in the middle of a street somewhere, and i was having a fit at the bloke who explained he had to stop for breakfast...your kidding. Five minutes later he brings back the best middle eastern breakfast you could hope for....some sort of kebab...well i couldnt blame him for that he had probably been on the job for 40 days straight.. and he did offer it round the cabin....what a man.
All Night Long Party Boy
Hairless cat....with hair??? Crazyness The plane ride from Cairo was not without troubles either, as just as we were about to leave the ancient city of the pyramids, they whole plane shut down and we were told that both the generators had failed and to sit tight. After being reassured with the captain saying that "this has never happened before, we dont know what it is, we are just going to try to restart it like a computer, you know like windows". Well i dunno about your windows experiences, but when i have downloaded to much of the naughty stuff, turning it off and then back on doesnt exactly fix anything... Anyway a couple of hours later and a few "reboots" later we were on the way.....
Anyway Dublin, we got off the plane and basically the gate lounges are surrounded by bars with plenty of irishmen getting sauced and talking in a language that only NASA can decifer with the latest technology from Mars... It was at that point that we knew we were in for some serious action. We got off the public bus and started the grueling search and walk for our hostel, which turned out to be right in
You know the moment
Where your trying to figure out whether you can make it to the toilet or not in time.... front of our faces....jackpot. The hostel was the cleanest i have been in for a while to which was a nice change, however there were old guys asleep at 9pm, not a good sign for them, as we walked out the door to go meet the others for what turned out to be a massive night.
Tommy and Gaz are both lads that i have met from going to camp, they are both tip top lads, and we found them surrounded by guinness glasses in the dark corner of a bar close to the famous Temple Bar part of Dublin....after walking around for a while and wondering who the lad with tommy was with the hair, turned out to be old mate Gaz, who had grown the locks and no longer looks like a naked mole rat... which i thought was a good look for him... oh well.
So the first and second nights were spent sampling the local bars, and trying to outdrink local girls, not a good idea as they will take you to school on a nightly basis. Each night we ended up at a club called boomerang, mainly cause they had a massive person
Me and Liberties
tatman the liberty taker, solid mate dressed up as a rat giving out cheese out the front....what a drawcard!!!
The only day was spent with a sleep in, and then a solid walk around the city and then on a bus out to the Guinness Factory, which was awesome to see how the inners of a brewery works, turns out beer is quite healthy despite all the rumours....anyway thats why im drinking it...purely for the health benefits...
One thing is for sure about Dublin...it costs a fortune to do anything, beers will set you back 5 euros a pint, which, lets face it is ridiculous, the trick is to ge the country addicted to drinking...i.e Ireland, then put the prices up... i swear McDonalds are using the same theory in the US.
Which is where i am now...back at good old French Woods, but not before a solid weekend in NYC drinking out of massive fish bowls filled with plastic crocodiles and some foul liquid that made everything seem cool... In all it had been quite busy week for this old trout...
5 Flights- 21 hours
3 Continents- Europe, Africa, North America
4 Cities- Cairo, Dublin, London, New York
????beers- we will
Dublin Needle
Needed to knit together worlds largest hankerchief never know.....
the most important thing...still having the time of my LIFE...
Speak soon guys... Miss you all email me soon
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will it ever end
my god...feels like you have been traveling for decades... my travels have ended ...for now...back int the land of aus. Keep having a blast and see you back here for the ashes!!