Yesterday was St. Patrick's Day. As I've written about here and here, Hawaiians like to party. They don't need a lot of excuses to drink in the streets, but when there is a legitimate reason, they run with it. Naturally, as an Irishman, I was excited to celebrate my heritage. Of course, by celebrate my heritage, I mean get excessively and inappropriately drunk while wearing shiny green attire.
Unfortunately, it all started poorly because I came to the block party straight from work. Murphy's Bar & Grill hosted a huge block party with a dozen beer tents, four live bands, and bbq pits. I walked over to meet some people, but alas, I wasn't wearing green. It was cool to walk into the sea of green drunk people, but I stuck out like a sore thumb. Nonetheless, I met up with some friends and drank some Guinness. The night itself wasn't anything to write home about, but if you're ever in Hawaii for St. Patrick's Day, I highly recommend going to Murphy's block party.
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