Cork.

Not as pretty as I thought, but still nice - probably because of all the construction going on.

A lot of Irish men are very gorgeous, however. And sweet. And friendly. I like.

Weather here... I don't like. Very sporadic. Feels a bit like home, but it never gets that hot.

Stray tour was okay for the first day - the people on the bus with me were VERY condescending. This one small-town bitch in particular REALLY pissed me. It was very hard to keep my mouth shut when she talked about the dissintigration of The Family and how horrible it is and how I am OBVIOUSLY a 'young'un' 'cause I don't have much maturity or experiences and my life has probably been 100% perfect. NO ONE'S life is 100% perfect, lady. I'm lucky financially, yes. For that, I am VERY grateful. Other than that, I am lucky in several other realms, too. But I don't think seeing your brother trying to kill your mom and trying to kill yoruself counts as a sugar-sweet childhood. If I come across as someone who's very naive, I'm glad; I don't want to turn into a bitter, jaded person like Queen Hick (oh my hypocrisy...).

Cork museum today. Blarney Stone tomorrow! Then Stray the day after tha for 2 days, then Galway, Aran Islands... 2 more weeks until I'm home.

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