The first week

My first week it's being a kaos. The first day I was totally lost. The flight arrived and I was like a "pueblerino" in a big city... shocked, because I live in Barcelona, then it's strange.

My first contact in English was a so kind woman... oh! I'll never forget! The woman of the tourism office in the airport (it's an ironic) she was so stupid... daj!

Then, I made my first contact with the Irish traffic, wonderful as well... In every corner you meet a traffic jam and the buses almost finish with some cyclist's life.

When you get to the train station you can realise the high prices of the public transport, but it's great because everything was free with Mr. Leonardo!!!

The thing change when you get home and the people are really nice but the meal are shit! shit shit shit shit... so, it isn't so great, now it's a very bit shit!

But, We've to think in the free english course (very good certainly), about the experience, the special parties and in beautiful places that we're going to see in Ireland.

The best is thinking in the positive way, even if sometimes it's dificult...