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After I also this week, good my duty as a hard worker, "Trouble Shooter-Agent" (sounds cool, right?) Have traced to my daily to earn bread and happened outside a cinema during the week, not much; I thought it would be a good idea to accompany my colleagues to Bettystown to grill on the beach. Attention: Paradox: An Beaches in Ireland may not be grilled. But in forests. Could an EU law, this is so absurd So we had dinner with a colleague at home to prepare and take to the beach. It was on the beach but unfortunately not really warm because it was quite windy and it started to rain on the way back, but it was definitely worth it, as single Grilled to eat on the beach is enough for the Germans again by the irreversible.
Incidentally, this was the first beach in Ireland that I've seen that has really dunes and extends over more than a kilometer. Bettystown is near Drogheda, north of Dublin. Although there are 20 kilometers, you zurüklegen needs, but they are easily accessible by bus, so there was overall a very relaxing day and which one can, after five-eight hours before a screen needed!

Have made a few pictures with my phone (I know, I know, sin, and so on, but I had forgotten my camera):

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"It's been a hard day's night ..."

The title is a bit ironic, is in the Beatles song is about a guy who works hard and his wife waiting for him at night and doing things that do women do for their men. At least I think I have understood this, the Beatles were back then not even be as clear as it is today ...
Anyway, I did not, in any case have to work hard this week, because under certain circumstances were few mails to us, I had to really do much. In the evening, then when I got home I went to celebrate with my three roommates, at least on Wednesday. Amanda had birthday on Thursday, so we are in "Dicey's" gone, one of the top Dublin clubs, if not the best, where I was before. There is a heated garden (Ireland trick to work around the smoking ban) the atmosphere is light and it was the first time that the DJ launched reasonable added. Most DJs play the top 40 and the poor rather than well. I did my first time back in Germany points felt. In any case, it was a long night or a short night, as you take it and I am the next morning hung over, probably something arrived at work ... In this respect, it was more of "A Hard Day's Night". That's it.

I could not then before pressing on Thursday even with the girls and an Irishman named Niall, who dominated a very good German (2 years in Berlin) and here a lot with the girls is doing to go to a restaurant where There was a three-course meal and Irish dancing. Yes, exactly, Michael Flately-Style ... That's impressive, even if the Riverdance-like presentation may have been something kitchig and 95% of those present came from California. I then made a 23 clock around for home.

When I woke up the next day by 6 clock and came out of the shower, I said from the kitchen to hear voices, male voices. This is actually nothing wrong or misguided. I'm Niall and his buddies still come by on a night cap or something of that nature when I came into the kitchen, I was slightly surprised two middle-aged men to see about 40 to 50 seats. George and Martin, as I found out. George's name I unfortunately do not understand, because he came from Cork and was drunk. From Cork and drunk! Imagine just before it comes out of Hanover and babble talk to someone at the Wissmarer Platt (for all non-Sydney: Very, very Low German) and a bottle of cumin intus has estimated. He then tried to explain to me why all Germans are Nazis. I then told him that the IRA are all Irishmen, Martin was the only fair. Martin, incidentally, was supposedly an engineer with land ... What makes the guy then to hell in our kitchen by 6 clock in the morning with another type that does not even understand it? In any case, the two girls was incredibly embarrassing, because the guys had invited more or less even, and sat from 4 bis 6 clock in our kitchen. I felt something as in a dream. But I know that these are the best stories I'll take from this time back home. Stories that are worthy to be retold.

Shannon of the unfortunately not notice too much, sore throat. You had to go to hospital because the antibiotics have not helped. An appointment with a GP (in English shortly: GP). Cost: € 380 So much for the Irish health system.

Here are some pictures I've taken this week:

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Walking on Sunshine ...

18 ° in Dublin and bright sunshine, 7 ° more and it would be Summer ... That's why I'm going to go jogging today-maybe-again. Or stroll through the Phoenix Park - with my camera. In any case, do not sit inside.

I have not been reported again for a while, but the lack of things to happen, even a writing slump caused by me. But I will even try to summarize what the last days / weeks is happening. Of course, I've started working again. Two short weeks in a row, each with four working days. This weekend is again surprisingly short, I fear. At the work's not much worth mentioning. I'm waiting for calls and e-mails and get paid for it.

is at home with us now, "normalcy" has returned. The two girls from Canada are flown back home, we are now on the "regulars" reduced. Amanda, Shannon, Corinne and me. I think now no more crusty pans in the kitchen, which I am more than grateful (which is a pan is so scratched that they would actually throw away). You see, I start to write about our pans. It's really not much here.

Recently I addressed a photo project that is rumgegeistert had been in my head. I've often mentioned that leave here Saturday evening has its own charm, especially if one pays attention to how the girls are here so behave (A little note in passing: A taxi driver would take more like three drunken guys than three drunken girls!). I once tried to summarize in a photo - although one saw it yet even once must:



Yesterday I was off celebrating community that once at a jazz concert. A singer from Dublin with a fabulous voice and a great saxophonist, and guitarist. Apart from the fact that the audience were more or less from foreigners and the Irishmen who were there, the singer probably knew personally or were over 60, it was a very pleasant atmosphere. The perfectly ordinary local pub below, above, a jazz venue reminds-off at jazz clubs Films set in New Orleans. Should probably be a bit packed. They have played some classics, but also a version of Donna Summers' I Will Survive ". Conclusion: Great! I've also included a video, but the sound quality is bad, some things you should only hear live!

way: a picture of our shower - and the red arrow shows where are my things. The rest belongs to my three (!) Roommates. I sometimes wonder whether the mix ...