Dublin with the best bunch of full-of-shits

Feet freezing, its a chilly Dublin morning. With the boys still asleep, I steal precious moments to think through a tiring yesterday.

We arrived at Dubling airport to a weather no different to the one we left behind in London; grey skies, cold, grey skies, cold. Yet one thing strikes me at the airport: for the first time, I'm seeing advertisements with the euro currency sign in English! Euro currency signs I often associate with French, German, Italian, Czech...but never English.

We were reeling from fatigue, but the company just made up for all that. We are friends that have known each other for 8 years. Familiar with our antics, frank, knowing each other's limits. The fatigue just allowed us to burst into bouts of uncontrollable laughter, of an impressive string of old old jokes and new old jokes. To others we were just a bunch of Chinese loons on the streets of Dublin; to me we were a bunch of friends blessed enough to be ourselves, with no care of reprimand or judgement. In fact, our judgements of each other was so set that no matter what we did, the judgement was constant. So we don't put up visages or pretence. That's what its like with old friends:

nicfoo will always be nicfoo. Lame, full of shit, emo, full of shit, always disturbing russ about hair, emo, passing on the passion, singing, lame, full of shit, irritating till you want to box him...

russ will always be russ. Lame, fuller of shit, forever wants to box nicfoo but loves him dearly, rubs off ian the way they did since their power struggle began since...forever, boasting about his hair...

ian, forever wanting to kill both nicfoo and russ, always the calm one, yet come night, he unleashes his retarded self and asks of himself: "where is all this (nonesense) coming from?"

Yes, you see we are a lovely bunch. For all the respectability of Dublin, it is not the most exciting city. Yet, the company has made this so far a trip worth remembering and telling the kids. Yesterday was a simple day: makan, Trinity College, saw Man U lose, makan, sleep, saw LIVERPOOL WIN, makan, sleep.

See how mundane activities turn into amazing with the right company. Here's to the best bunch of full-of-shits. The Carebears. The bunch that has gone through thick and thin for 8 years, and many more to come.



Uncle T