St. Paddy's, Rugby, and procrastinating writing a paper for sociology.

This week I have been paper-logged. I have 4 due in the next two weeks, but my due date was made Friday because my family (minus my lame brother who has 'school' jk) is coming!! Completing three of my four papers, I thought I needed to procrastinate the fourth, so here I am blogging about my paper writing....
almost two weeks ago, wow time flies, was St. Paddy's Day...if you say St. Patty's day, thats a big no no i guess? Paddy is a guy, and Patty is a girl. The Irish think this is so obvious, hehe. Well, any who, Galway was absolutely packed for the occasion. It was probably the prettiest day yet here in Galway, so basically, it was a giant party outside. There was a parade with the most random bunches of people, but very neat to see. Everyone watching the parade was decked out in orange, white, and green, funny hats, Irish flags, shamrocks, leperchan beards, you name it really. My favorite part of the day was the gathering by the Spanish Arch. The Spanish Arch is a spot that overlooks the river right before it becomes the Sea. Just hanging out there for a couple hours I got to see so many people I have met while here in Galway. I am lucky I had the opportunity to spend St. Paddys day in Ireland!
Last Saturday, Ireland was in a huggeee rugby game. To provide some background on how hugeee this game was, I'll inform you a bit on Irish Rugby History. In the 17th century...just kidding, I dont know anything about rugby...but basically, there is this thing called the triple crown and the 6 nations. Ireland, Wales, Scotland, and England are part of the triple crown, meaning if you beat the other three in the six nations championship, you win the triple crown. When you beat the other 5 teams at least once throughout the season, the team wins the grand slam. It had been 61 years since Ireland had won the Grand Slam...hence why this game was soo big..cause they won the Triple Crown, Six Nations, and Grand Slam, and I witnessed it in an Irish Pub! and here is how my experience goes...
First off, at the beginning I had no idea what was going on...rugby?? An hour and a half later...I was jumping up and down and yelling with the crowd. I now want to become an avid follower of rugby. Quay's, the pub we were at, was completely packed! The excitement at the end when Ireland won a close game 17-15, was top notch. A group of older men next to me started singing Ireland's national anthem, which I should probably learn before I attend another sporting event at a pub. Overall, it was a great experience, and I felt like I was Irish for a couple hours cause of the pride I felt when they won.
Last Tuesday night, not St.paddy's but the next, I had a class field trip. Yup, only in Ireland can you go to dinner in a garden for class time. We took a bus for like 15 minutes to this place called Bridgets garden. It was a very quaint building, very homey. We first had class out in a hut in the garden. We talked about "understanding strangers," cause that is what the class is called. After class, we went back for dinner, which...was deliciousss. We had lasagna, salad, and yummy brown bread for dinner, with a glass of wine. For desert we had a chocolate covered pear with this other sauce that was really good. Then we ended with coffee time. I definitly signed up for the right class: free dinner, pretty garden, amazing teacher, and good conversations.
I think that is all I have done for awhile....now back to writing a paper on sociology.