Whatever you do there, make sure to order a black cab tour at the Europa hotel and pop by at the Sunflower pub.

Scotland the brave! My ex lives in Edinburgh, I so much love Glasgow.

You fight like a dairy farmer!

Da ist die Tür!

Again? UK. I've always travelled via the UK to / from Ireland to / from Germany since I don't fly. Now with Labour it's even worse compared to the shitshow Tories before being a queer person and next time I'll travel via France. I'm still going to Northern Ireland, but that's a big exception since Belfast feels like my 2nd home.

Hai (similar pronunciation as hi) = shark

I actually deleted my Reddit account during the big API purge and came here instead. This applies to many users here.

It still baffles me how nice Robert Picardo is in person.

Taz, a German left newspaper. They've got their facts together and criticise government bs. The Guardian is fairly good, too. I also like my local German newspaper and for daily updates from Ireland I check RTE to keep up to date.

That's way too dangerous since I'm a feet model. Why don't we play badminton instead?

The looks remind me so much of the Peeler trucks in Northern Ireland... :D

So, in Ireland, you need to go to a so called Off License to purchase alcohol or ciggies (the latter you can purchase at a newsagent as well). Went to my local grocery shop which had its own Off License to buy some tobacco. New guy working there, apparently from Poland. He asked me for my ID. I gave him my ID from another EU country which is basically the size of a credit card. He would absolutely not believe me that this was my official ID - even though as far as I know, the Polish IDs are the same format. He insisted I'd have to provide him with a drivers license (which I never had in the first place) or to show him my passport (which I didn't own either since you don't need one travelling from one EU country to another). This went back and forth for about ten minutes until I asked to speak to the manager for the first time ever in my life. Manager popped by and I explained what was going on. The manager checked my ID card and told the new guy: 'Of course that's an official ID, you gobshite...'. It made me chuckle and off I went with my tobacco.