drinking – D Travels 'Round

Aussies know how to par-tay

I am not an Aussie.

I cannot even try to pretend I am an Aussie.

When I try to be an Aussie, bad things happen … like shots of Jager getting poured directly from the bottle into my mouth.

The time my liver hated me

I arrived in Dublin in the early afternoon, Abbey (that’s @ahesser on Twitter and the author behind the fabulous site, A Chick with Baggage) and her friend Brian greeted me at the aiport.

That was the last time in five days there was absolutely no alcohol coursing through my blood (sorry, Mom and Dad).

The following is an excerpt from my liver’s journal …