The Irish in Welshland

To fill you in on my last few days, Ireland came 2nd in the U.K school's thingy. That is pretty much as good as winning, because in all 34 years it has been there England have won it every single time.

This is because England have 45 million people to choose from, lots of cash and 6 team coaches.
Ireland has 5 million (including the North), not half as much cash, and 1 team coach. So in perspective we totally whooped England. Anyways, if you win it easily every, single time, then where's the fun in competing in it??? Ireland have only come 2nd in that competition 4 times to date, so it was all good.

I'd never been to Wales before, and all i can say is that Welsh is one damn weird language. This would be a rough translation from a motorway sign:

"Reduce speed now"

"Wydd cshedw y tdsypydd"

That one speaks for itself.

My hosts were nice, and i was up with a guy from here, and another from Galway, who turned out to be the guy who beat me in the Irish School's finals in the 100m freestyle. He was totally sound, as were loads of the other people in the team, and like all the Irish, always good fun.

Today the Leinster and Connaught swimmers went away home at like 5pm, while the Ulster and Munster swimmers had to kick about at Birmingham airport for around 5 hours. That didn't really bother me, as it was good fun kicking about with them. So anyways, it was all good fun, now i think i'm in contact with a few more Irish people, who will return in the next Irish gala. Also, it may not sound like it now, but i know i've sort of gained more of an Irish accent from spending 3 days with 37 crazy people. It rules.