I'm just back from a chaotic weekend in Galway. Any weekend I spend in Galway seems to end in chaos; bananas, hilarious, dirty, giddy chaos. I had planned on crawling to the 12 pubs of Christmas and made it to 4. I had booked a bed in a hostel but forgot to check in, decided to stay with a friend instead and ended up checking into a hotel at 4am. I'm absolutely shattered. I'm smiling from ear to ear though.
