Dublin

We flew into Ireland and decided to rent a car since our hotel was pretty far from central Dublin. We rent a car and then find out that the steering wheel is on the right side. Then we had to ask what side of the street these Irish people drive on- the left. Driving this car, at night, in traffic, with no idea how to get to the hotel, was by far the most dangerous thing we did in Europe (well, as a group the most dangerous. Indivually, the most dangerous thing was Sam driving a scooter in Ibiza when he doesnt know how to ride a bike).

It turns out that we were staying in the largest hotel in all of Europe. It was all of 1,700 rooms smaller than every hotel in Las Vegas. I guess our hotel just verified the statement that everything is bigger in America. The hotel had a golf course, casino, and gym. We spent all day working out and all night gambling. One entire day and night we stayed up all night, and we didnt even leave our hotel.

We only journied to central Dublin one time to go to the Guiness factory. The Guiness factory was kind of lame. You dont see anyone or anything making the beer. Instead there is just TV's everywhere playing movies of people making Guiness. Not to mention, they advertise it as having 8 great stories, but each story had about one TV and one sotry had a TV that played a bunch of comercials and another level only had a sign to go to the next level. Pretty lame. At the top level they gave you all the free Guiness you could ask for. Kind of ironic since they advertise free parking.