This is where it ends.

Last nite we gave Dublin a proper goodbye...We went to Bruxelles for a bit and then to The Village... just brilliant craic, said some goodbyes felt like a very fitting close to a crazy trip.
This morning i awoke with dread....i dont want to go...i thought about seriously just saying screw it and cancelling my flight but i have a real life to get back to at home.
I can so handle this.
I thought about some ways that Ireland has changed me, heres list:
1. I am now morbidly obese...no joke its sick.
2. I have an even more odd way of talking now.
3. I have a serious appreciation for little things we take for granted like string cheese, taco bell and income.
4. I will be in love with light switches and outlets in the toilet...o yea...i call bathrooms toilets now...
5. Diet coke is no longer my vice.
6. I now have miming skills and allk inds of non-verbal communications tricks up my sleeve from having to communicate with people who dont speak english.
7. I have a deep appreaciation for black courrant.
Alright Time to visit...peace out...Cheers...off to Italia!!!