The Non-Fighting IrishI had the absolute pleasure of being in Dublin during St. Patty's Day, and it really was, as the cliche goes, "a sea of green". The streets were madness, but so full of love.
What I love about the Irish when they drink is that they are happy: full of laughter, song and dance, and great banter. The majority of them are not the stereotypical "fighting Irish" that we were once warned about. Instead, they are the "back-patting Irish". They were open and generous people, always willing to talk to me for ages about whatever pestering questions that I had about their culture. They are full of endless wit, my mouth and belly had never hurt so much from laughing.
All I can say is, I love Ireland. "IIIIIIRELAND, IIIIRELAND!"