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Wednesday there was a bring-a-dish-from-your-home-country-party, but apart from the fact that our initially sneered at frankfurters were gone in the blink of an eye there’s not much to tell. If you ever have to prepare German food for a large number of people, just buy good ol‘ sausages and mustard. That might not be as impressive as the delicious Tartiflette from France or a mouth-watering Spanish omelette, but it’s popular finger food, can be prepared within some minutes and is still tasty when it’s not warm anymore. Depending on where you are it might even be cheap. Downside: some people will assume that you can’t cook a proper meal. Don’t do it if you want to impress girls…
But enough about the grandeur of German sausages, I wanted to tell you another story.

Our way to this eating binge was more interesting. Chris and I left the house and went to the Belgard stop where we had to wait quite some time for the next Luas. Our boredom did not last long: a bunch of teenage Irish girls showed up. They were all dressed in the ubiquitous tracksuits and were really young; maybe twelve or thirteen years old. While we just stood next to the rails and waited, they were running around us, climbed the benches and used their high-pitched voices to shout annoying (ridiculous) lines at us. Chris managed to keep a straight face, I had a really hard time to hold back the laughter.

Then they tried to hit on us. „Can I have your number? Can I have your number?“ a girl asked me with her thick Dublin accent „I’ve got a black marker and a red one. I’ll write your number in red on my arm. Red for love.“ Gosh, this was too much for me. I don’t know what came over me, but for some reason I suddenly had to think of a song and replied: „It’s 222 2222, I got an answering machine that can talk to you.“

The rest of the evening this BossHoss song was stuck in my head: Diesen Beitrag weiterlesen »

After Isa’s birthday party on last week’s Tuesday, Isma and Chris did not want to come to the Metro to meet the other InCuSo on Wednesday and instead watch a movie and chill. Well, that’s the inofficial version.

When asked what I should tell the others, they came up with the following story: „They stayed at home on the sofa, took their duvets and pillows to watch Sex and the City, have a nice hot chocolate with banana, eat tons of ice cream and browse zappos.com.“

So much happened this week: a chaotic InCuSo meeting, lots of cooking and great meals, spontaneous socials, Spanish games, crêpes in the city and whatnot. But one event was out-standing.

On Monday, after the InCuSo meeting, we went for a pint to Metro. It was a bit boring until Isa had a really great idea: let’s have a nerdy party; we made plans. As Thursday’s lectures were cancelled due to an exam board meeting, we decided to meet at Isa’s place in the city centre on Wednesday to have the nerdiest party ever. I think we succeeded: a lot of fantasy and some really nice „costumes“, but see for yourself:

I hope you enjoyed these photos as much as I did.

Sundway I finally saw the Cliffs of Moher. Warning: this article contains photos of breathtaking landscapes that may cause itchy feet. Proceed at own risk. However, it is recommended!

Unfortunately I was not able to take a picture of the bikers that were dressed up as Santa Claus.

On our way from Galway to the Cliffs of Moher we stopped at the Poulnabrone Dolmen in the Burren, County Clare. Here are some of the pictures I took on Sunday: