Saturday

This one has to be really quick, since the gang and I are headed down to Portrush for our first glimpse of the ocean. I see the sun today! Apparently this is a pretty epic event in Northern Ireland.

One of our group has already left us. The first night here she had a "panic attack" and decided she was to homesick (after the first day?) to stay. Alas, there is now one empty bedroom in my apartment and we have a whole shelf of extra food to share. Perhaps I'm looking at the situation the wrong way, but I feel like you need to give it more than a day before you make a decision as big as going home.

About ten of us went to a pub in Portrush last evening. It must've been a pretty local pub, because pretty much every person in the place's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of their head when the room suddenly was taken over by loud (Iain) American students. Bri and I played a game of pool with three Portrush lads-Sylvano, Jordan, and Lee and I accidentally tried to pay for my drink partly in Euros. There went my cover.

Gah! My group is calling me. Mas Luego.

-Karen