(Ste)Irishe Erfahrungen

Soda! It's Sunday, so off to church with you sinful heathens, that's what grandma always said, and because that still rings a bell in the unwashed ears of the heretical Gaijin,...

And just like that, we’re back in Rosslare! It went quickly! Today the grumpy Schreibermeier thought to himself: "Oida, today you're really smart and you're throwing your fat...

It's so quick and we're already through Northern Ireland! Well, the unworthy traveler must also admit that he almost felt the driving today a bit like torture, because the...

There are sooo many endless sandy beaches here in Donegal that not even all the blade-eating dog waste distributors in the world could shit on them, the unworthy traveller is...

Well hello! Today the unworthy traveller drove 70 km further than he had planned and the reason was Achill Island. Ignorant as the idiot always is, he thought during yesterday's...

So after today, the unworthy traveler simply has no choice but to tell the Irish that they can at least drink their fruity whiskey in the second most beautiful country that the...

The unworthy traveler's streak of luck seems to have run out a bit, because since today there has been a rather unpleasant, refreshing humidity here on the green island. But...

Well, this morning someone wanted to be trusting and snuggle up to the greasy neck of the dishonorable Gaijin! Just as the unworthy traveler is busy gathering his clothes and...

So, what can the unworthy traveler say about today, because he is simply speechless. Be it because of the extremely friendly nature of the Irish people or because of the...

Well, now he sits there, the unworthy traveler... On a floating prison heading towards Ireland and can only hope that the captain of this barge is not a direct descendant of...

Enough of fish and chips, it's time for a proper Irish stew! So tomorrow we're off to Ireland and our actual destination, so that the goblins there can finally get their portion...

The unworthy gaijin and his absent brain, a tragedy in three acts. Act 1: The Why So the unworthy traveler turned up at the hotel yesterday pretty exhausted, because he had...

So the alarm goes off quite early in the morning, the smelly fetid finally decides to wash off a few millimeters of dirt with water (he's actually saving that for his wedding...

Do my very best, dearest, beautiful readers see the similarity to a certain Austrian, extremely sexy-sounding, heart-winning dialect in the headline? Right! There he roars...

So, since all the holiday-addicted, salt-water-hungry Brits hang around on the sandy coast, the unworthy traveler quickly said goodbye to there and ended up in a picturesque...

Yes, old administrator, there's a lot going on on the south coast with the English, you'd think that half of London had set off on holiday to hold an Italian-Neapolitan traffic...

...in lousy weather! The unworthy traveler had hoped that this miserable angelic groaning would pass over his much too large, misshapen skull at night, but no such luck! This...

Soda, as promised, there are hardly any pictures today, because the unworthy traveler has spent the day toiling through the German motorways and was surprised to discover that...

Man, I had a hard time getting out of bed today! To call the mental state of your surly scribbler "Zach" is not only a heavy euphemism, it would be a downright outrageous...

...and is looking for trouble! OK! It probably won't be as wild as the trip around Europe, because the most unworthy of all travelers only has !five! measly weeks at their...