Before I go...

Tomorrow I start my big trip to Prauge, Munich and Rome! I am very excited, although I am sad to leave Ireland. It's very strange but now that we are at the end of our time here everyone's looking for ways out of their trips because we want to stay in Ireland. I am done with exams now and everything, school is out for summer! Anyway, a while ago we all decided that we don't take enough pictures just hanging out around Menlo or Galway, so we decided we needed to start doing just that. Here they are...


(These first few are out of order because they are from Jaye's camera.)

On the bus! Bugging Ferg.

Look at the difference in expressions here.

The Euro trashiest man in my Euro trash sunglasses.

Me and Jaye in Salthill!

Me and Fergers on a rock at the edge of the bay.

Here we have the Cliffords modeling the finest wearable blankets in all of Ireland. Em Cliff couldn't figure it out as well as the engineer Ferg Cliff could.

Out of control recycling. We eat too much pizza.

Studying, ice cream and wearable blankets. That's what Ireland does.

Hangin' with the Cliffs.

Lunch time at the corral. This was egg salad day.

Man running by our apartment in underwear pretty much.

NACHOS! That burned Mark's mouth. They weren't even spicy.

Hep's favorite thing to do is chop onions.

Mark had important paperwork to fill out while we were all goofing around.

Regular Menlo life.

The fruits of our labors.

Enjoying some egg salad. Fergers in Emily's robe.

Oh good, both the robe and the blanket. Hide your children.

Emilys bed as viewed from the bathroom. So yes, her head is pretty much in the bathroom.

Ethan came for dinner!

Dinner, soccer, blanket, pile of Ferg's clothes, biscuts from Mark, apartment papers. True life.

Fam dinner # 2398420938. Mark: "Can I be exused to watch TV?" Girls: "NO."

The sweat shop. We had a pretty intense bracelet making day.

Everyone hard at work at bracelets in the sweatshop.

More sweatshop pictures. No, Ferg can't make the bracelets, Alison made it for him.

Hep spent a long time cutting a border around the M&Ms bag, then Ferg made a mouth hole in it, and ruined it.

The new hugging policy in apartment 30.

Bread face failure.

Bread faces! We got this idea from a kid who was scaring his brother at the river.

Hep's bread face.

Mark wins.

Jaye's bread face, toasted and buttered. Yum.

The new apartment 30. It says, "Julie, Hep, Jaye, Alison, Emily, Maerg". There weren't enough people to write Mark and Ferg, so we combined them into one.

The walk to Salthill.

Galway is the best.

The bay.

Chillin on the rocks.

Aw, best roommates.

The city.

Fergers.

Trying to smash open the muscles I got them.

Jaye couldn't have been more excited that it opened. Ferg couldn't look more knackery.

The inside of the muscle.

The beach.

From Ireland.

Forced at gunpoint to take off his shoes, Ferg walks across the sand, frightened by the strange texture.

Haha. I love this picture. We're going to ride this ferris wheel before we leave.

I don't want to leave this place.

Love these guys.

We don't even know what these are for, but they were fun to play on.

Menlo's Next Top Model.

I'm glad Ferg got the camera strap in this picture, it's very nice. Jaye and I by the bay!

I am excited to travel, but I haven't even left Galway yet and I can't wait to get back! It's so amazing here!