Today is Mark Koopman's Got Green Blogfest 2.0!
What Irish story will you be sharing today?
Click on the link above to read all the great stories!
Here's mine...
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This is more
of a magical Irish journey story than a St. Patrick’s story. I’m sure you’ll
agree, it’s more interesting than corned beef.
Many years
ago, shortly after high school, my girlfriend and I went on a grand adventure.
We went to
see this cool band at a local theater and opening for them was a new band from
Ireland. We had never heard of them but their music was awesome and it didn’t
hurt that they were pretty cute.
After the
show a few of them came out to the bar to have a drink or two. My girlfriend,
who is much braver than I, went up to them to tell them how much we enjoyed the
show.
The
conversation continued, over beer, and they told us about their tour dates and
asked if we would be interested in seeing them play again.
Needless to
say…we did. First stop was a club in NYC, which was a blast. By the way,
drinking Guinness with real Irish men, it’s a sporting event.
After we
recovered, we realized that we were having a great time and decided to really
follow the band around. We took time off from work and packed the car.
We followed
them to New Jersey, Pennsylvania, West Virginia and Virginia. We ate with them,
drank with them (a lot), and even stayed in the same hotels. We became groupies
/ roadies. We were on the guest list at each event and had our own VIP passes.
We had to
go home after Virginia and they traveled to the West Coast for more tour dates.
We were only able to see them in PA and NY a few more times before they headed
home to Ireland and we never saw them in person again.
For us, it
was an amazing adventure, a trip of a lifetime. One I will never forget about
but, to be honest, I don’t recall too many of the details anymore.
I blame the Guinness. :)
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.
Well, I can, cause every word is true!
Have a great St. Patrick's Day!
