mashburger.

Tonight, we;

Somehow managed to talk our way into a club that was ‘by list only’.

Said club was also over 21. The bouncers clearly knew that we were 19 and 18 - we told them.

Chatted with some amazingly nice Irish-American Footballers.

These amazingly nice guys got us into the exclusive nightclub they had downstairs.

Kissed a very cute, very Irish boy.

This very cute, very Irish boy was trying to teach me how to dance like Michael Jackson. He failed hard, but to his credit, told me I looked gorgeous whilst trying - in the most unsleazy way you can imagine.

At one point he elbowed me in the face whilst dancing by accident, and he spent the whole night kissing it better.

Generally had a pretty amazing night.

I’ll be sorta sad to leave Ireland on Monday, me thinks. As much as there are a lot of tourists, it can be quite a friendly place. As long as you’re talking to the right people, that is.