Yes, I am finally going to Ireland. To Belfast, to be exact. When I went on my adventures across Europe over summer (oh summer...how long ago that feels) I met a couple of Irish lasses that I became pals with. We went on a gondola ride in Venice, we frequently danced to Lady Gaga, we downed sneaky shots of cheap and nasty vodka in an alley in Prague and we got kicked out of a bar in Berlin. All the groundwork that a strong friendship needs, I believe. And in December, in the few days before Christmas, I am going to see them again!