I hate St. Patrick's day. Most people don't even know who he was (half of them think he was Irish). Here in Dublin the whole city goes mental, the population doubles for the weekend, and the morning after you can't walk down the street because of the vomit everywhere and the drunk people lying in pools of urine by the kerb. Actually come to think of it most Sunday mornings here are like that. At least we get Monday off work.
