Monday, October 27, 2008

La di da

So, we're just walking along in the airport parking lot, minding our own business when we see:


What in the HELL is THAT??!! And WHERE is it COMING from??!! I don't even think it hopped away - I think it walked away. And there were more:


Actually 4 that I could see. You just never know what you're gonna get.

Must've been the fish and chips

The Saints pulled it off - THANK GOODNESS! There was some weird activity there at the end. Don't know what was up with that. Anyone understand why Drew Brees would run backwards and spike the ball behind the endzone so that the team can score a safety? Why not just spike the ball?? Anywho...

The trip was really great. Not only did I get to see the Saints play, but I got to hang out with actual NOLA friends!

We went to dinner at Smiths of Smithfield - a 5 story restaurant/bar where the higher you go, the more expensive it is. We ate on the 2nd floor. :) They did serve organic beer and I have to take a picture of anything that says "Bob". That's for you dad...


The next day we went to the Tower of London. By the time we ate and toured, it was time to head out to the game.

The stadium is apparently only a couple of years old:


They even set up a tailgating party. It was very strange to see all of the people in football jerseys and then hear their accents - clearly English. There's more international interest than I thought!

I was very impressed with how efficient everything was. I was more impressed that the stadium had it's main focus on the Saints due to the fact that they were giving up a home game to be there. San Diego would've been away regardless. There was a mention in the email sent to all who bought tickets, both scoreboards were all Saints logos, there were huge Saints banners covering the first few rows of seats, and there was a Saints flag on every seat. We had first level seats - not too shabby.
Stereophonics started off the show:
Then Neyo sang the National Anthem:
And then Joss Stone sang God Save the Queen:
Deeuuuuuuuuuce....


One of the many great shots we were able to get.


Overall it was a fantastic experience and I can't wait til next year!!

Monday, October 20, 2008

I'm back!

And here to tell you all about our trip to Cork at the beginning of the month. Cork is located in the south central part of the country and is approximately 3-4 hours from Dublin if driving.

A little wikipedia history:

Cork is the second largest city in the Republic of Ireland and the island of Ireland's third most populous city after Dublin and Belfast. It is the principal city and administrative centre of County Cork and the largest city of the province of Munster. The city has a population of 119,143, while the addition of the suburban areas contained in Cork County brings this total to 190,384. Metropolitan Cork has a population of approximately 274,000, while the Greater Cork area is about 380,000. Cork County has the nickname of "the Rebel County", and Corkonians often refer to Cork as the "real capital of Ireland". The River Lee flows through the city, an island in the river forming the main part of the city centre. The city is a major Irish seaport — with quays and docks sited along the broad waterway of the Lee on the city's East side.

You here this a lot: and Corkonians often refer to Cork as the "real capital of Ireland". To be honest, I don't think that the people of Dublin care where the capital actually is, but they love winding up the Cork people about it.

The accent is my favorite part, and wikipedia describes it best:

  • Redundant use of the words "like" or "so" to terminate a sentence: e.g. "I don't know him at all, like"
  • Use of the words "boy" (often pronounced "by") and girl, to address each other, even into adulthood, e.g. "Come here to me, boy"

As an American, I have about a 20% shot at understanding anything that they say. Makes it fun. It's a whole other world over there.

We were there for a black tie event, but had a chance the following day to walk around the city for an hour or so. I didn't expect much but I was pleasantly surprised. Here's one view:



The streets have the widest sidewalks, which makes the street feel very open even though the buildings are extremely crowded together.

Glad I didn't have to go up that hill! If I had to commute up and down that hill every day, I'd buy a donkey.


The joke is that this is where they burn the Dubliners (spoken from a Dubliner of course):

Yet another picture of a trash can. I may have a problem here. Need to join "obsessed with trash cans anonymous."

If you have to drive for 4 hours, at least you get to look at this:


There's actually an interesting resemblance of this drive to any interstate drive in southern Louisiana: green farm lands, cows, and a random house no closer than 200 yards to the next.



I actually can't wait to go back. If you're headed to Ireland, I recommend!