What to do on a Saturday night...

Because of this I got to go here. A nomination for best group blog was the ticket in and although no award was actually cashed in, it was a great night altogether.

back in Dublin!

hi there!

yes I know it has been a while, but I have been slightly busy....
First there was the Carnaval, which you'll hear more of in a later post. Then there was some manic packing, unpacking and repacking of bags, a goodbye party and after that mariekschen was heading for Amsterdam airport (without the planned bottles of red wine, mind you) in order to fly to her (re)new(ed) home: Dublin, Ireland.

When I arrived at the B&B that Google booked for me for my first weeks, I was obviously very happy to see that it was nice and posh. Towels the size of blankets, a hot press for your suit trousers, a ginormous bed and, yes, miniature shampoo bottles (yes, I have a selection for whomever wants them)!!

Not much time to wallow in this luxury though: I had my first house to look at (such a dump!) and a rugby match to watch (horray!). Oirland completely trashed Engerland and all of Dublin was happy. well except the visiting England supporters probably. I met up with Dave, whom I know from Cambridge, and his brother-in-law and it was time to get a few more beers into my stomach.

The house hunt went quite well and after only a few days, a number of really crappy and overpriced places and two realy nice ones, I received the news that I could move in to one of the forementioned nice ones. Happy days so.
It's a new apartment I share with the girl who owns it. she's my age and an architect who shares my good taste in music. brilliant!

So far so good!