Norn Iron Time

We're all here! Yes, I used an exclamation point. Deal with it.

Kat arrived on Tuesday, Reese made it on Thursday (after dealing with multiple baggage check-ins), Tommy, Curt and I showed up earlier today (no worries--neither TSA nor Interpol had to be alerted to their in-flight activities), and Jeff, after a short but I'm sure lovely stopover in Paris (seriously--the dude went to Paris on his way here!), made it in a few hours after us.

What we've learned so far:

• Ireland is just as green as you think it's going to be
• Guinness, in fact, tastes better here. Each of the guys, upon landing, had one ASAFP.
  
• Nothing prepares you for driving through roundabouts in the left-hand lane
• Just because you can drive a stick doesn't mean mean you can do it with your left hand
  
• Energy drinks + Curt = Non-stop, Tigger-like bouncing episodes
• Paul has an absolutely Rad-tastic house (Editor's note: Curt wrote this...)
• Irish accents make it all better