Botanic gardens and a sleepy final

After such a late night the night before, I didn't make it out of bed until around 1 in the afternoon. I've been noticing now that I'm beginning to REALLY like tea with some milk in it. Phil informed me that only people from the U.K. or Ireland do that, but I might just have to bring the trend back to America. English breakfast is excellent, though I had some Earl Grey in Kilkenny and thought that was very good as well.

We all headed to the botanical gardens which were gorgeous. I tried my hand at some photography, and also for the first time saw a venus fly trap actually close! I was surprised by how fast it is, for some reason I thought it would be slower (which makes no sense because then the fly would escape, but come on it's a PLANT!!)







That night we went to watch the final at a local pub called The Comet. While we were sitting there, a man came up who was so far wasted/pissed that he told us three times that we were at the Comet pub (and that he was a regular... you don't say??) He left for a smoke but left his drink... we all secretly hoped he wouldn't come back, and he didn't... he must've forgotten he had come over to sit with us.

The final was AWFUL, almost put me to sleep. So many fouls, it ruined the rhythm of the game. A man looked over at us all at one point and told us to wake up haha. Spain finally found the net, and now we have to wait another four years for the World Cup. Major bummer... I love watching most of the games, and it is sooo much fun rooting for your team. Soccer is a beautiful game.