Locked

Alright. I'm a bit pissed right now. In the Irish sense of the term. Meaning drunk. I went out with Maddie to the pubs because it was supposed to be the last night of the Derry Jazz festival. And it really was if you were in the right bar, but we weren't exactly. I mean, what was supposed to start at 10 started at 11, and so we went to the Castle Bar. It's the coolest "old man" pub in Derry. I don't care that I haven't been to any other ones, but this one has PJ behind the bar and that makes it the coolest. I don't know. We had fun. He's very cute. There were a couple pervy older guys that were probably just really glad to have some younger girls come into their pub, but whatever. The last guy we were talking to--Michael--was turning 50 and his 16 year old daughter is having a baby and he was all drunk, but he was so nice. The only thing that sucked was that he made us grab a cab back to the hostel. It was dumb though because if there wasn't a short building in the way I would have been able tos ee our hostel from teh corner we were standing on. Whatever though. We grabbed a cab and paid the £3.60, no problem.
Earlier in the night though it was really weird. There was this one guy that was really into Maddie and he was talking to her a lot and when he was about to leave he did the Nazi salute at us. It was the weirdest shit ever. I didn't really think that was what he was doing for a long time. Like, I asked him "what are you doing?" and he just kept doing it. And then finally 10 minutes later he said: "saving us all from the Jews of the world." Then I got pissed at him. I mean, before that he was just a kind of annoying, but well mannered drunk man, but shit. C'mon. And as he was leaving the pub for the first time--he came back momentarily--he grabbed Maddie's ass like nothing. We were a little appalled as ye can imagine. Hopefully. When he came back PJ had talk with him at the other end of the bar and he left and didn't come back.
The Castle bar is just a bunch of locals. It was great craic though. They were all interested in America and Maddie from Australia so they were talking to her about kangaroos and shit. PJ behind the bar was really cool though. Like, a normal, sober, genuinely nice guy talking to us and protecting us from the random-ass Neo Nazis of Derry. He's working again on Wednesday so I might prolong my stay here.
I really love it here. And I don't know if it's just cause I met Maddie who is fuckin' awesome or if it's the town and the people and the craic, but still, I don't want to leave. If I could have been here the whole year, there wouldn't have been that middle stage where I hated everything and just wanted to go home.
I can't drink whiskey on the rocks though. I just can't. It's too gross. Whiskey and coke is grand. Hot whiskey is grand. Any whiskey that I can taste the whiskey bit of, no good.
Alright, I'm finished. Goodnight. Love you all.