Ferry Burns

The morning started off with a five o'clock wake up call and an excessive amount of cheese and bread in our boxed breakfasts. We then boarded the bus where everyone attempted to fall asleep, leading to a mess of tangled arms and legs, Courtney flopping all over the place, and ending in Ian singing the opening of Lion King in his sleep. We also took an ungodly number of bathroom stops, much appreciated by Julia who boasts a bladder the size of a walnut and who was having to ration liquids at that.

We arrived at the Fishguard boat docks at around 1:30 after a very scenic drive through Wales that was witnessed by few on the bus. Though the terminal was not very clean, the boat was immaculate, with a handsome array of dining areas, arcades, and of course, the top deck overlooking the Irish Sea. It was on the top deck that we spent most of our time, writing post cards to all of our supporters at home and bantering about various topics. Julia and Courtney took great pleasure in crushing Ian psychologically and, while Cassidy's comments were much less frequent, they were much more hurtful (these are some of our favorite exchanges though, don't be fooled!). During these assaults, Ian's personal pride was assailed by Courtney, causing Ian to vow silence against Courtney for the rest of the day, which unfortunately only lasted for about two minutes. On a high note nobody got sea-sick on the three hour crossing. 

Our Minnesota FFA friends with us on the ferry boat.  That is Wales in the background!

After landing in Ireland, we boarded a very nice coach that took us cross-country and the driver spoke about various things for almost the entire hour and a half journey. The hotel also proved to be much more luxurious than the hotel in London, most notably including bathrooms that could be entered without extreme difficulty. We sat down for a delicious Irish dinner in which we witnessed Courtney especially fail at removing chicken from the bones with a fork. Then the team went up to write the blog while Kiera and Anne went to run errands. Let it be known that this was written by an extremely bitter Ian.

Quote of the day: "In China you can be arrested for indecent pinky exposure."

**These blogs are brought to you by Courtney, Julia, Ian, and Cassidy with editing by Kiera and Anne