The Luck of the Irish

Well we really aren't that lucky in the whole department of jobs. We have this SEMA thing but the start date is undetermined (sometime in the next 2 weeks) and the duration is undetermined...approximately 5 but who knows. So once again Tara and I are unsure about what we are going to do...we aren't sure if it is worth it to hold out for this job with so many unclear variables (I guess it depends on "other aspects of the project" and when they get done before we can do what we were hired for). We were having a frustrated moment and luckily they called us before we signed a lease for an apartment for five weeks. We were going to mourn the night away with Tim Tam's and hot chocolate but we got a text from a gentleman we had met the previous night....a Irish folk musician. His band was playing at a local venue and he wanted us to come check it out...our names were on the list...how can you pass up a free folk Irish show??? So with little information to help us find the bus to get there and a few queasy moments (the bus ride was a little rough on my stomach...Tara thought for sure I was going to lose my Tim Tam's all over her), we found our way to this little Irish pub in a laid back suburb. Best decision in Sydney so far. The band Grada was phenomenal (check them out) and we danced our little hearts out of melancholy! The guys in the band chatted us up afterwards (which I personally loved hearing their Irish accent) and we laughed and made merry. One of our best little adventures yet.