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Can you pass the Ketchup, please?

After what has been one of the longest weeks of my life, I can finally say that I think I have settled in pretty well. The jet-lag has finally ceased and I can sleep normally (except when I wake up at 3 am scared out of my mind because the last episode I watched of Dexter was just too messed up), and I have officially acquainted myself with the layout of the beautiful city (by that I mean, I know what landmarks I have to turn at to get to the grocery store/and or McDonalds- typical).

Heidi and I have made a bucket list of all the fun adventures we hope to embark on during our stay. For example, we want to splish-splash in the City Center fountain (Berwick Fountain) in the wee hours of the morning, maybe bring some soap to get a big ol' bubble bath going (Great idea Katie Ranshaw..lol), meet the Queen of England and introduce ourselves as the "Princesses of America" and then have a little giggle with the Queen, and so on etc. you get the idea, we're fun.

In our week here, we've learned a few things:
1. Ketchup doesn't come in large quantities. At restaurants, they only come in very small squeeze packets. This is an outrage to me
2. EVERYTHING IS SO EXPENSIVE
2.5 Our apartment does not have WiFi, we have the ethernet cable (what is this? Prehistoric?)
3. UCC (University College of Cork) is the best in the Country, and also more importantly,
it looks like Hogwarts
4. They're very open- about everything here

Going off of point #4, to give you a tad more detail on what I mean exactly, during orientation we were exposed to some very different forms of communication. In the states we have so many taboos placed on publicly discussing sex, or cursing in front of a large audience (unless you're Chris Rock or something). Well, you see, they don't have that issue here. They were discussing something about sex or whatnot, I was too distracted by the overjoyed feeling I had for the WiFi to really notice, until they played this video: "Open Condom Style". Dear God, where are we?

But all in all, I am in love here. I could do without the rainy weather and unexpectedly cold days, but hey at least its not -30 and snow storming here, which is all I ask for.
first rainbow, obvi had to snap a pic.

This is pure candy, in the form of alcohol. So, candy for adults?
Hogwarts?

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