Our Last Night in Ireland

At our final hotel in Ireland, we had been promised traditional Irish music. But when we got there, the hotel hadn't sceduled anyone. So David, our bus driver, and Dan, Bus 2's driver, got the hotel to find someone to play. They found a gentleman to play the squeeze box. And with the assistance and urging of David and Dan, we had a grand old time.

	Bus #2 Driver 2 plays the spoons. He borrows them whenever he needs them. When asked if he returns them when he is done, he just smiles.
There was mingling between Bus 1 and Bus 2
The star of Bus 1 sings "Oh Danny Boy" for us.
	David sacrifices his body to provide a variation in tone for Dan's spoon playing.
Members of Bus 2 sit back in the corner, enjoying the music and antics.
	Patrick pleads for help when he is asked to sing a song. And what did he finally sing? Something about Texas?
A Bus 2 member grabs the spoons when asked to sing. Bashful?
	The red hair sure looks Irish. She is also a member of Bus 2, showing us some Irish steps.
Dennis trying to talk his way out of dancing a dance he doesn't know, but David doesn't seem to be buying it. Maybe he should have kissed the blarney stone twice.
	David, walking like a Kerryman
Robert, our replacment driver for the final day, seems to be wondering just what he got himself into.
	Our accordian player leads dancers around the floor, and outside.
Trying to dance a Irish dance.