To be sure, to be sure.

Hello,

So we went to the Skeffe pub on Saturday to watch the rugby, only the pub having advertised that they would have the game did not subscribe to the channel it was actually on. Frustrated we downed our drinks and headed across the square on the reconmendation of the Skeffe staff to the Foxx. The game had started so we perched on the edge of a keen group of Aussies and one die hard South African who for the first 50-60 minutes was quite cocky really. Then as the mighty Ab's stepped up he suffered in his jocks, squirming in his seat and thumping the seat cusion in front much to the amusement of us and the boys from Oz. A particular point of amusement was when the Springboks were in the lead and our SA friend removed a long sleeve springboks jersey to reveal a short sleeved one underneath. We only had South African commentry and Percy being described as a thoroughbred was absolute fodder for the Aussies and us as the poor South African didn't stand a chance. It was the tasman vs the world this week but next week it's head on head Aussie vs Kiwi and it's going to be great!

Other than the rugby we've not really been up to much. Our friend Jess who we met in the hostel was around on Friday on her day off from nannying a family of five out in the country so it was good to catch up with her. Today is Sunday so we tried a new church, then we slipped out after the monotone homily (18 minutes in) and went to last weeks one that thankfully started half an hour later and was just down the road. Now we're off to the airshow we're taking the camera so we'll post some pics in the next few days of the airshow and Galway in general.

Mum asked if they can understand us here and they seem to be able to. Every now and again you get a strange look, you have to use international english not kiwilish but it's an easy adjustment to make. We're at the stage now where other kiwis sound stranger than the local accent.

Aimee and Emmett.