Happy Fathers Day!

Rory McIlory! Woo!

So, after a long day of traveling, that was absolutely beautiful, we arrived in Dublin just in time to check in to our hostel and make it to an awesome local pub called "The Bleeding Horse" to watch Rory play his last 17 holes.

We sat at a table with two taps in the middle of it that served Guinness and Carlsberg and had an electronic system to give you a reading of how many pints you had served your self.  It was a very cool idea, one that I feel would flourish in a college town such as Blacksburg (I'm open to managing Blacksburg's first Irish Pub...just in case you were wondering!)

Watching the end of the US Open when an Irishman was dominating it, in Ireland, is a sports moment in my life that I will never forget.  It was so cool to watch everybody in that huge pub cheer and clap every single time he came on the screen.  Definitely something that's different that anything I've ever seen in America.

Another thing that was completely different then America was the train ride over here.  We had about an hour or a little more in Wales on our last train ride before we boarded the fairy for Dublin, and let me tell you, it was unbelievable.  I wish I could explain it better, but to put it the best way I know how, it was just 100% different than anything you would ever see in the US.  It may not have been the most absolutely breath-taking views you had ever seen, but it just had a different landscape, with different architecture, and a completely different life style...it all blew me away!

Anyway, it's bedtime here in Dublin....I would love to share more specific details of our journey on here, but I just seem to be so tired every time I get back to our hostel/hotel that it's hard.

Anyway, I hope you guys are still enjoying it!

Mind the Gap,
Mark