IRELAND | Thursday, 10 April 2008 | Views [679] | Comments [1]
Me kissing the Blarney Stone. Couldn't tell you what it was like because I was so freaked out that I think I fainted for a bit. Even though there is a creepy, lecherous old guy holding you, it is still a really long way from the castle edge. There is a shot of me after the kiss (one which I will never show, it is that horrible) where I am bright red and my face is contorted into this expression of extreme fear. Very amusing.