So Irvinestown was the closet town to where I was staying, but it's not at all big. I went to the corner store looking for a phone card and they told me that I would have to go across town to the post office to get one. Well, the post office was about one block away. But at least the castle in town was pretty neat. It was boarded up with these horrid looking blue wooden panels, but we managed to find our way inside anyway  :)

Then we (Theresa and I) decided that we'd ride our bikes down to the local cemetary and drink some Harp :) While we were sitting there on the bench some lady walks by and rips ass just as she's passing us! I guess I know how she feels about what we were doing.