A few moments later, the main act appeared on the stage. He was a thirtyish Irish bloke from Cavan of all places. It didn’t take him long to get the crowd going. He interacted much more with them, asking them where they were from and what their jobs were; hitting the jackpot somewhat when he came across some nurses. They had fascinating tales about body parts getting stuck in very strange places, which the crowd found very amusing.
All the time, the drinks kept flowing After about 40 minutes, the gig came to an end.
“Well, what did ya think of that Sean?” I asked. They had gotten up off their seats and were standing in front of me now.
“Yeah it was good,” he replied.
“Where now?” asked Ronan,
Sean was the guy from the area, so we were following him with the expectation that he would bring us to the best spots that the city had to offer. He had yet to let us down.
After glancing at his watch he said, “Well, there is an alternative type spot quite close to here. It can be very packed but we should be able to get in if we leave now.”
Alternative, I thought to myself. I wasn’t really sure what he meant exactly but it did sound like somewhere I should be going to.
“Yeah, let’s go there. It sounds cool.”
With that Ronan concurred and off we went.
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