The night began with soothing sounds of the harp in aice le tine. The relaxing atmosphere didn't last long as each song was interrupted by the invasion of every stag and hen party in the country who made there way to the back of the pub where the sounds of rihanna provided an unwelcome undertone to the fiddle and flute up front. Boozed up bucks ogling equally inebriated hens was not the traditional Irish experience we were looking for.
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