I have very very bad luck. If I'm not misreading tickets or getting splashed by traffic, then my camera is being erased! That's right..... 2 weeks worth of pictures gone! I feel totally defeated and pretty much like crying at any given moment. London(Big Ben, The Eye, crazy statue people, our first hostel, wall art, flowers), Paris(Our adorable hotel room, our crazy view, Notre Dame, The Eiffel Tower(video), crazy boy who looked like Matt, gelato in the weed garden), Dublin(the illegal pictures I took in the museums (love letter, the play bill with Yeats on it, the mosaic floor), the jail, the paintings at the jail, the GIANT tumble weed in the locked jail cell) , Norwich (the boats, the river), Josh Ritter(blurry outlines and creepy glowing Josh Ritter), Drinking with new friends (monkey sound video), The picture movies we made only moments before....gone.
After crying in the bathroom for roughly half an hour I gorged myself on candy and watched The Godfather. I feel a little better now but still..... shittiest thing to happen to me yet. I'm trying to make up for it the bast I can but I feel totally like giving up on pictures all together. Just writing about it has made me feel super shitty again. But I can't watch any Godfather here...... damn!
Other then that things have been really good in the form of:

• Realizing that our tiredness was simply a maple syrup deficiency (quickly remedied by crepes everyday)
• The most adorable Irish family EVER! I want to be adopted by them!
• Hanging out on a Castle and picking sea glass on a small little known bit of beach
• Building sand castles in the middle of the day
• Stealing silverware (a knife for spreading stuff on bread and protection)
• Watching The Godfather!
• Watching an all Gaelic channel (a sailing survivor type show in which one man could NOT stay in his boat!)
• Chicken and Stuffing Sandwiches
• Wacko chocolate bars
• Eating scones in an old castle
• Small bits of hiking
• -A very sad Black Plaid