Drinking, Fighting, Fucking and Crying Title

Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

Drumcondra Pub Example“After the shower I got dressed up nice to go out; Nichola and I were supposed to go to The Kitchen (U2’s club), to meet up with Joe and Tony. Nichola was still doing her make-up when I heard a knock at the door.

This is where shit got interesting.

Something about the knock put me on high alert. There was something malevolent about it. Maybe I’m imaging that now, I don’t know, but there was a feeling that came with that knock. And when Mrs. Ryan answered the door and I heard a voice say, ‘I’m looking for my sister, she’s staying here with two Americans,.’ I froze.”

Drinking, Fighting, Fucking and Crying Title

Drinking, Fighting, F*&king, and Crying

whelans (1)In January 2002, Joup’s Joe Grez and I, along with Joe’s cousin Tony, went to Dublin. Both Grez and Tony were experienced travelers, but this was my first trip out of the US. The reason for our destination, and a rather urgent first foray into traveling for me, was several months prior I had fallen hard for a gorgeous blonde girl who, two nights after I met her, moved back to Drumcondra, Ireland. Ah, Nichola, such a fair lass… who almost proved to be the death of me in the short time I knew her. We hit it hard in those two days, no explicit pun intended, and when she left for home I stayed in contact with her via the internet – then a fledgling experience for me.

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