One night in Belfast

Queens University, Belfast


To some there maybe some misconception to Belfast, a place to maybe avoid; in truth it is an absolute blast of a city, crazy fun. Unfortunately it still has a stigma to those who dont know any better of being troubled and aggressive with random bombings; a divided city with deep rooted conflicted. And it still maybe a little, because wounds so severe take extended time to heal, but Belfast as a city is regentrifying. And its now one of those best-kept secrets in Europe. Too many are influenced by movies with IRA and war torn neighborhoods, and avoid it like Israel. Bahhhh... those same neighborhoods now have tour buses going through them, like a Disney ride attraction, which honestly has got to be the biggest victory in forward progress, considering the peace process is fairly new, only started some 6 years ago. And like I mentioned in past, I think it has really good shopping.

We partied it up at the Botanic Inn Pub, a University pub, kiddy corner to Queens University.


There we, by fate, got included in a quiz nite competition, and proceded to get very drunk. We started off strong in the quiz, getting most questions right in the first few rounds, but lost steam and got anhilated when the Irish and UK knowledge reared around. Homeside bias was evident, and there were way too many brainy teams from the university with obvious ringers, our '604' team didnt have a chance. But this night was absolutely awesome, definitely one of our best nights of the whole trip. And we made new friends. I have no idea what their names are anymore though...

Belfast Dude: "Hey why do you guys call your team 604?"
Us: "Oh Six Oh Four.. its cause it represents Vancouver. Its our area code... ya know for our phone number.."
Belfast Dude: "AHHHH! [starts singing] I got Hos! I got Hos.. in different area codes.. area codes!"
Marty, Eric, Noli: "Yeah yeah yeah!! hahahaha.."
Suddenly a bunch of people we were wtih start group singing Ludacris Area codes, in a Belfast accent.... Good times, good times...




Okay now check out the girl in front the short one. Marty liked her. But I was sitting beside her, at the table; she came to sit beside me. Marty asked why I wasnt hitting on her, obviously cuz he wanted to hit on her. So I conceded and switched spots with marty, and hilarity ensues. 5 minutes after Marty gets his game on, FIVE MINUTES max I say, she is getting her coat and leaving! Hahahahahahaha... she left before all her friends, by herself, which like, almost never happens for girls. Girls cant go to the bathroom themselves, let alone leave a pub by themselves, with all her girlfriends still there. Marty has mad game.



I like these pics... they have a funky effect to em. Sherry I think is her name? Shirley? I forget. Anyways, the important thing is that Eric and I got the Euro style double cheek kiss at the end of the night. Marty SAYS he got it too, but we dont believe em, we definitely didnt see it. Belfast rocks.