DUBLIN BELLYBUSTERS

Day 10: Wednesday, July 29th, 2009
Staring at the movements of a shark as he swam menacingly around the two-storey fish-tank that surrounded us, Patrick and I made pithy poker references while Nick contemplated the consequences of taking a sledgehammer to the glass. Needless to say, he was horribly hungover when we woke at 2pm but unsympathetically, we still dragged him with us to see San Sebastian's famous Aquarium.

Late-lunch at a tapas bar put Patrick and I in the mood for a swim and Nick in the mood for a siesta. A relaxing evening followed and it was 10pm before we headed out. Dinner was washed down with a couple of drinks and a couple of sleeping tablets (Nick blatantly ignoring the recommended dosage coz they were 'pussy European pills') in preparation of the next day's early start. Patrick and I bet €25 on whether Nick would still be conscious by the time we got home and we took off for a fully-clothed stroll down the beach, wishing a fond farewell to the city that provided us with good times and hilarious memories. As we neared the hotel, Nick was holing up surprisingly well and Patrick conceded defeat. I offered him 'double or quits' on a coin-toss. He chose heads, it came up heads and I cursed my wretched luck.

Day 11: Thursday, July 30th, 2009
We got up early and took a taxi to Biarritz airport where we caught a flight to Dublin. Having not played poker in almost 4 days (Nick definitely sneaked in a game or two on the dodgy hotel connection), we all decided it was a good night to order in some thai food and hit the online tables. By the end of the night, Patrick and I were up 1K and Nick was up 2K. I made my money grinding some SNGs but it could have been a big night for both Nick and Patrick who both went deep in MTTs only to both take bad beats early on the final tables.