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Paul: The Glacier Climber

Alright so i decided to spice things up and see if i could put a few photos up here. Just back form a glacier walk. Took eight hours in total but i am actually pretty happy with how little it tired me out, all my tramping around must be paying off. So the glacier was pretty sweet, it was pretty slow going as our guide was cutting and cleaning a lot of the steps as we went. The glacier itself is one of the fastest around, moving at a blinding 35 cm a day, in some places it moved nearly a metre a day, amazing stuff. Got talking to our guide and it seems like such a sweet job, Pa you should do it. Get up and spend your entire day outside trekking up and down a glacier either leading a group or exploring yourself trying to find new ravines or caves. Once i finish here i am heading straight backt o the hostel for a whiel to chillax in the hot-tub with a beer, mmmmmm.

Tomorrow i think i will perhaps be just going a few miles up the coast to a lagoon where there is lots of kayaking to be done, hope the mosquitos are asleep. The next day i have already organised a lift with one of the girls from the hostel so that is all good. Will spend another week or so travelling up the coast and when i reach the top of the island around Nelson or Blenheim i will try and get me a job fruit-picking or pruning or something. Correct me if i am wrong Amanda but i think Nelson is one of the sunniest places in NZ, over 300 days of sun a year, huzzah.

I will put up more on Bebo some time in the future, its still slow putting them up from this computer.

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So everytime i actually talk to any of ye, no-one seems to know where i am talking about and i have to re-tell so hopefully with the aid of this equisitly crafted map ye will have a better idea of which i speak. I spell good and stuff.

well proud but sore i am

Okay so, i suppose this post would be better off with pictures but i dont have them ready just yet. I do be just back from my first Queenstown adventure. Went for a humoungus hike today, or as the New Zealanders call it, a tramp, or tramping or something. GOt up at 7 and got picked up and brought around 50 miles to a place called the Routhbourn Trail. ALong the way we passed over a small bridge and saw this .

Well not actually this, take away the big spire thing and the burning trees, yes thats right chalk off the first Lord of the Rings location sighting. A river actually runs through this.

Anyway i was taking a guided tour through this trail that appearnatly was first used by the Maoiri's to get to their jade and then by the Europeans to get to gold. I know this cuz we had a native guide showing us the way. His name was Tupa-tupa or something, he said it was Carl but they always change their name so to be more accepted by us Europeans so i just guessed Tupa-Tupa. UNfortunately he was not wearing his traditional dress of leaves and tattoos but was impressive none the less, appearantly you are not supposed to feed them as he got quite irate when i tried to give him a banana.

Anyhow the trek was long and arduos ( i dont care about spelling), took several hours and involved going up the side of the valley, then through the middle for a bit before heading back up the other side. Perhaps i am not explaining this very well cuz it was quite impressive. The sides were covered in temperate rain-forest and the peaks were around 2500 metres tall and some even had glaciers. Like i said i took lots of photos and will put them up tomorrow or the next day.

I was actually quite proud of myself for finishing it without any real trouble, it was 10km to the first huts and then the same back and i never really felt that i had to collapse, 14 miles up and down tough terrain is not to be sneezed at. My legs do feel a bit like jelly at the moment though. For the last hour none of us really spoke cuz we were just exhausted, well not our guide as those people live for this sort of thing but myself and the other person taking the tour, Ashka i think her name was, she was Japanese.

I wanted to get a steak dinner to celebrate when i got back but the fates conspired against me and none are readily available, its probably cuz i am just too lazy to look for them. I bought a wholemeal ciabatta loaf instead and it is quite delicious. Anyhow i will put up the pictures later and apologies to Amanda for insulting her boyfriends heritage, the 'Polish'.

This has nothing to do with my road-trip but is a picture of bendy Elain Ryan doing some funky spinning shit. I know this is a bad picture, she has put on a lot of weight in recent years

The crew gather, ready to embark on a journey that would test the limits of their endurance and strength of character. The tension and excitement is palpable as they stand in front of the ancient shrine to Lugh, waiting to receive the puissent blessing only the mighty solar God-head can bestow. Newgrange is also in the background

Eoin, with his steely gaze barely contains behind his jet black visors, transfixes the road with a single glance. In the background Paul cavorts with his eager harem. Christopher remains unseen after the size of his 'junk' is disclosed by an errant rodent. (insider-jokes are for tomorro!!)

Paul points out the 12 ft troll he just tossed single-handedly to the watery depths some three kilometres beneath this flimsy barely suspended 'rope' bridge. Behind him the natives barely conceal their boundless joy, Kerrin is struck dumb with awe

Abercrombie (left) & Fitch (right) enjoy a day at the Giant's Causeway.

Picture Review part II

The delight of finishing the F.ucking Y.oung P.andas, i have at least one day of Rag Week














Niall, chillaxin on the Canary Islands.















Kerrin falls for the Irish Charm yet again, with horrific consequences

A picture review up to this point

Carving up the some wicked powder on the piste's in Italy. Forget the fact that i fell over soon after this picture, i still kick ass.












Joan and Grainne at Eoin's birthday, best you dont ask












God, i am a sexy beast....Kerrin is too bad either

Pout Central in the aftermath of the exams

Damn right i am a saint

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Old School City

So i went off the Danielle's 21st in Molly's on Saturday night. While i am more used to attending 21st in exclusive bars i deigned that perhaps this one could be worth attending. I got to see the ex-dyke Elaine whom i have not seen since Liam's 21 around 6 months ago. Her hair looks alright i suppose, she was mugged before she arrived thoug and lost one of her sleeves and around 6 inches off the bottem of her skirt. It was an old school meeting though i saw a good few of Danielles friends that i have not met in ages and Joan & Dave, Kev, Dave eile, Steve, Liam and Kerrin were out as well so there were plenty of us. I love parties, like Liam's Halloween one, where you know nearly everyone there and can just go from person to person and talk to them all. This one unfortunately did not include Conal and Pa and Laura was only around for a bit but what can you do. I tried to explain to Kerrin the tangled web of relationship in our group but it got a bit confusing when i got to Dave and Kev...hmmm.

And just so she can say that there is a picture of her on the 'net here is a licture (ha, that was actually a spelling error but i guess its a pretty good fraudien slip so i'll let it be. licture like picture and lick, get it?? i'm fucking hilarious) of myself and the missus. I think she enjoyed herself, perhaps up until the point Steve dipped her bag into a pitcher or beer, or was it the other way around??

And just to finish here is a picture of the gorgeous McMacin (well thats embarressing, i forgot how to spell Danielles name) Twins, Daneille on the right and Emma on the left. I actually got them mixed up when i came into the bar and was going to give out to Danielle for snubbing me before i realised that it was Emma that i was talking to. She did not recognise me either so i suppose i can forgive her, just

Auld lang sym was not sang here

Are'nt we just the cutest little school boys ever. So this is one of the few photo's i have of my New Years celebration down in Fanore. It twas a good laugh, conal, liam, myself, Dave, chris and steve (starting from left2right) as well as Kerrin, Laura, Yvonne and Joan (left2right again)

I was not sure if the caravan could take 11 of us but it all woked out in the end. Apart from the electricity going after 10 minutes and very a stressful half hour before we got it running again. Still we had gone an bought tons of candles in the meantime so we did not really use the electricy anybar, bar to power the running water which was pretty necessary. Like i said a good night was had by all. We had two swims, the last one of 2005 at around 10 with myself, liam and Dave being the only ones man enough to brave the frigit waters of the Atlantic without any sort of thermal protection. Later on then myself and Chris went for another dip at around 3. If anyone had seen us running half naked through the dunes holding hands in the rain, questions may have been asked but luckily we had pretty much the whole park to ourselves for the night. The next morning then we went for an olde-school walk along the beach and rock pools. Poor little conal was so excited about looking in all the rock pools, he even found a little jelly friend. We left early enough as driving in the dark sucks and very few people got sleep the night before (thanks liam & Chris). But it just goes to show that even without lights, TV or radio, good wholesome fun was had by all. We are thinking of having a return trip some time next semester and perhaps this time Mr Mullane can join us, plus if we are there for a few days we can organise swimming togs and surf boards. hmmm

Alright, so i say this will be my last major blog before i get home, hostels charge too much to spend much time writing. I am pretty much all packed but i still am going to get up early tomorrow to make sure everything is done and dusted. After last year i am still completely paranoid about forgetting something or leaving something behind. I have two big bags, one of clothes and one of books, my laptop and my back-pack. The two bags are well heavy but hopefully i will not have to lug them around as much. I am looking for a hostel in Boston that is pretty near South Station Bus Terminal, bringing that much luggage through the subway is not a good idea. I will be flying to London at 6 o clock in the evening and arriving in Shannon at around 8:30 on Saturday moring, it had better be sunny i say.

So we had a little going away party last night, twas a civilized affair but a few people from work that usually do not emerge came along and so it was very enjoyable. i got a selection of odd presents, from the plate of potatoes that were sliced to spell BYE PAUL, to a Julie Cooper book and a CD of Cheesy 80's classics and World of Warhammer videos. I also forgot to say that i got the Family Guy movie off Dubs in New Paltz, i watched it today and it is pretty good. I went in to the store today then and said a final goodbye to everybody. This year it has been very different from last. I came over here on my own and now i am leaving on my own. None of ye know the people i met over here or the place i stayed so when i go home it will be like this place never really happened. At this stage however i do not feel that bad about leaving. There were a few people that i will be sorry not to see but i do have their email acounts so i am sure we will stay in touch for a while before gradually stopping. That is something that i have found out since college, between working in Dublin, going to New Paltz, coming here and generally meeting people in college i have met and then lost touch with many many people. When i was younger i could not handle that at all but i am gradually finding it easier, i dont hold out any hopes that i will stay in contact with everyone i meet in college and i will just enjoy it as it happens.

I must be off, it seems that there is no space in any hostels in Boston tomorrow, Uh Uh

Sean, interrupted while argueing with Amanda about how i was not actually in New Paltz, another humorous surprise. Toilet scratchs his elbow in the background

Here is natalie, taken seconds before my camera died.

Here is one of Joe and his little brother Jack, just a month old. Bless. Obviously this was not taken at New Paltz....well perhaps not obviously.

Here do be one of Lais, Natalie and their room-mate, amanda i think. Hey to Lais if she is reading this.

BOSTON BABY!!!

Roysh, here is Laina looking suitably awestruck by the Prudential Towers, or the Prud to those in the know