Stop one was Benedict's for dinner. They have a super cool deal there where meal prices change depending on the time you get there. So if you order at 5:45, your meal is 5.45. It makes dinner like a game. Also, it's delicious.
From there, we went on to Cuckoo's pub. It was loud with this terrible alt music, but that added to its charm. We played make it or break it, would you rather, and gave each other dares like ten year olds.
My two dares were to get up and dance by myself for a full minute (this was not an empty pub) and to tell the bar tender that I fancied his ponytail. The second led to a nice wee talk with him about hair care and just how hard it is to make a good messy bun these days. He seemed genuinely pleased that someone appreciated his hair artistry. ha!
We rounded out our evening of games with speed charades. There's this app that is a combination of catchphrase and charades, and you put your phone on your forehead, it flashes a word, and your friends act it out while you guess. The cultural struggle was real. Pop culture (any culture) references went way past our heads or their heads without much overlap in knowledge. It was hilarious.
We chose hot drinks instead of cold and I was reminded of a game night with my family playing Things. The category was "things that make me feel stupid." Chon wrote "Ordering at coldstone." Coldstone Creamery is a posh ice cream shop in Tulsa whose sizes are "Like it," "Love it," and "Gotta have it."
My drink was called, "Apple pie or die." He couldn't understand my accent, so I had to say it twice, and I felt so stupid. It did not taste like apple pie, but it was warm. :) In Ireland, many times that's all you really wish to for.
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