First Week

My friend Ken has joined me from Ireland and now we are starting to feel like proper New Yorkers. No longer do we stand at pedestrian crossings unsure of when to walk. Yesterday I even felt confident enough to yell 'I'm walkin' over here' at a yellow cab,albeit sotto voce. We have already found an apartment in Brooklyn so as of Monday we are citizens of NYC (even if it's only for seven weeks)
The first week in a new city is often spent getting a feel for one's surroundings and finding and testing the bars in the area. We have certainly achieved the latter of the two but unfortunately we will have to begin at square one when we move in to our new apartment and into uncharted Bar territory.
We chanced upon an Irish bar last night. Before I continue I wish to point out that some Irish people like to board a plane, arrive in a country, disembark said plane and head straight to the nearest Irish bar and use this as their local for the duration of their stay. I am not one of these people. However I wanted to watch a 'Soccer' game and so the Irish bar was my only option. We popped back later on as this was the only bar in the area that we could find that sold pitchers of beer. It happened to be a Karaoke night and as we attempted to match the number of pints consumed with the street number at which the bar was located,I began to feel somewhat patriotic and began to shout ' up Ireland' with every Irish song that was sung. I attempted a song and began it by dedicating it to
my mam back in Ireland and finished with 'God Bless America'. Oh dear.
The next few days will be spent checking out those bars. God forbid we should miss a few. Ireland are playing against Wales on Saturday so I believe we will be testing the Guinness at Midday. Next week the job hunt begins.....