One of the best parts of Ireland was - prepared to be shocked
- the pubs!
We went to a, ahem, a few pubs during our time in Eire - but our favorite, by far, was called An Brog.
We discovered it very early on in our trip and legitimately went at least 3 times/week. I remember one of the first times I went there I was wearing my North Face jacket and (I'm scared to admit because my Dad would have killed me) but flip-flops. (Pat Noonan did not approve of flip-flops past August and assured us we would "catch a cold" if we did...but I was 2000 miles away and hey, if that is the worst of my "disobeying"...I'm sure Papa Noons is okay with that...)
ANYWAY - the big Irish bouncer-man looked at me and said - "North Face and flippies - you must be American." (I loved that he called them flippies - but let's be honest - he could have said anything and I would have loved it because anything an Irish person said was like Heaven to me) So I just politely nodded because I couldn't get past his glorious accent and headed right in to the place that became one of my favorite spots on Cork!
We had many a nights at the Brog - and I honestly miss it dearly! We often were the only ones dancing but that never seemed to phase us in the least. The best part about the group of kids I went abroad with was the fact that we all genuinely wanted to make the most of our time there. So if we were the only ones dancing, well then, so be it...and we were gonna have a good time!
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| The one and only, Mac (creator of the name of this blog) and me dancing at the Brog! |
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