Dubbblaahhhhhh, Ireland

Ok, I only have six minutes to post; Internet is not cheap at the hostel. I arrived in Dublin with my friends last night, and that story is going to be QUITE a post. I guess I'm giving you something to look forward to since I don't have time to type about it right now.

I like the town; it's hip, and it feels a LOT smaller than Paris. I'm definitely more cut out for Paris, but I'm excited to be here for three days.

The bad news, and the reason that I titled this post as I did, is: I'm sick. Yeah, REALLY. That part is no fun, but one of the other girls I came with got sick too, so at least I'm not the only one spoiling the fun.

I feel sick and I feel guitly for bringing down the mood. What a TERRIBLE time to get sick. Hopefully this is just a 24-hour thing...

It was bound to happen at some point during my six-week stay, I suppose.

Okay, gotta go. Hopefully I'll sleep this off and be able to write soon about what a marvelous time I had.

LOVE!

Kate