I’ve got the contact numbers - please thank your mother again for me, Yoji. It’s good to know that I’ve got practically everybody in Dublin on my emergency contact list. 
The only thing I need is for you to buy 2 or 3 avocados tonight and put them in a brown paper sack so that they’ll be nice and ripe by Friday. If you’ve got a banana, throw that in the bag with them, too. It’s not a party if we don’t have guacamole!
I knew I forgot something.
I’ll be landing at Dublin at 19:20 local time. It’s a British Airways flight coming in from Manchester. I’ll post the flight# tonight.
Don’t you just love it? Globie gets direct flights in and out, and I get to transfer in Manchester and LHR respectively
Oh, hush Cloggy at least you have a ride! Us wimmins have to find our own way from the airport to the hostel. And even though I have to leave Dublin at the god-awful early hour of 1:55 pm, I won’t get to Heidelberg until 9:00 pm, tops.
I am officially about to explode with anticipation!
Avocados are bought and in a bag with a banana. 
Coldy my housemate is driving not me. He probably won’t stay in town as he’s working on Fri. Going back to the house wouldn’t be that much hassle so whatever you want to do in fine.
Twisty, please don’t explode on me, I’m only bringing two pairs of pants!
Yoji, thanks, sweetie. You don’t happen to know if Velveeta cheese is available in Ireland, do you? I was going to make ro-tel dip, but if velveeta isn’t available we will just have to make Tate family white trash dip extrodinaire. Nobody here is a heart patient are they? 
I don’t have a clue about the cheese but the shop beside me does sell Jammy Dodgers so tinytot should be happy.
Well then, we’ll just have to have White Trash Dip. It’s just as good as ro-tel, in it’s own artery clogging, stroke inducing way. It’s been taste tested on a Genuine Mexican and half a Dutch person and they liked it, so I’m sure y’all will, too.
I’m so glad they have jammy dodgers, TinyTot has taken to reciting the commercials including the smarmy British accent. Who does he think he is, Madonna?
My favorite foods are all bad for me so your White Trash Dip will go down well.
Just bought a crate of beer for starters.
Now I just have to blow the cobwebs off the cooker and we’re ready to rock.
Sweeeeeet!
You did buy the good stuff, huh, Pete?
One more day of work, and I’m there!! Woohooo!!
BTW, I got CanadianSue’s phone numbers. We’re gonna call her whilst shitfaced beyond recognition
Yes, she WANTS us to do that.
WooHoo! One more day! Is everybody ready? Twisty did you get the to do list I sent you? Everybody clear on when, where and how we’re meeting?
Brrrrrr. It’s going to be cold in Dublin. And rainy. Who knew that the weather there was so bad?
I think Twisty will be wearing a Putz! button and passing them out as he meets us, so we’ll know each other that way.
Yoji, I’ll give ya five bucks if you hold up a sign that says “Welcome to Ireland, Clogboy” at the airport.
I have the addresses printed out Tater, but I didnt get a to-do list from you.
off the top of my head…
Print Addresses
Meet Tater, Moosie + friend at hostel after work.
Eat.
Drink
collapse
Friday,
6.am bring Tater wool market shopping.
9pm finish shopping and go to Yojinbo’s party. Must find velveeta cheese.
9.05pm drink
4am. collapse
Saturday and Sunday to be confirmed.
Oh don’t worry about the velveeta, we’re having white trash dip instead. Mmmmmm, nummys. In fact, let’s just scratch tex-mex and have an entire white trash meal! I think it’s so important to share my culture with you furriners.
Oh and Saturday we’re going to the famous Lace market in Shannon. All the good stuff goes by 6 am, so let’s meet up at 3:30 to catch the first bus out, 'kay? Then we’ll go clothes shopping and you can tell me how not fat I look in everything. While MisterTot is in Poland, you get to be my surregate husband. WooHoo!
I just want you all to know that I read this thread and am truly pained with the longing to join you! It sounds like you are going to have so much fun.
No offense to the Doper meetings I have been to but I would probably kill for something even close to as cool as this. Ho-hum.
I just have this picture of several Dopers all snuggled inside, away from the cold and rainy Dublin weather, sharing stories, laughter and copious amounts of alcohol and food just like old friend reuniting after a long separation.
Just know that I am extremely envious of you all and hope that you will allow me to be there in spirit with you! It almost makes me cry to think that most of my favorite Dopers are getting together in one place and I will probably never even get the chance to meet most of them–much less hang out with all of them at once!
Oh well, just ignore me–I’m in a weird mood. Have a great time, you guys! (Like you could avoid it if you tried!)
Sorry to hijack your thread!
Oh evilbeth, I wish you could come, too. In fact, the only thing keeping this from being the perfect Doper’s meeting is the absence of you and Sue. We’ll drink a toast to both of you!
BTW, I took the liberty of putting your name on the postcard list (still had it from CopeDope), we have something special in store, so I hope you like it.
And start saving your money & get your butt down here next year! I’m trying to talk everybody into coming to my place next year, and I’ll need help making them some geniune Tennessee BBQ.
{{{{evilbeth}}}}
We’ll hoist a wee cup or two to absent friends, I promise.
tater: After reading the instructions you e-mailed me, I’ve given up on going shopping with you. (I’ll never understand women. Saying “That looks slimming” is wrong, but saying “That doesn’t look slimming” is apparently wrong, too.) Then again, XY cromosomes aren’t designed for shopping anyway. Looking at stuff you’re not going to buy is like tracking a gazelle without killing it.
Cold & rainy in Dublin ? Hell, it’s cold & rainy here in Hamburg! We’ll just have to seek shelter in disreputable taverns, sing bawdy songs with the locals, drink a lot of Guiness and flirt unashamedly with the red-haired barmaid. Really too bad.
<Spiny goes back to work, humming a few bars of “Molly Malone”>
S. Norman
That’s okay, Normy, I’m getting Twistycakes to be my bitch this trip. He’s still young and trainable - gotta do my part to get him into shape for the future Mrs. Larrigan, you know. Better he should learn these things from me than some hussy on the streets!
Okay, that’s it–hubby and I are saving up now to go to Germany next year!
And so, my dearies, shall I.
Tater, honey, I sadly will be forced to admit that I will be your bitch. I just cant refuse the attentions of a luvely lady like yourself.
Smack My Bitch Up. Heheh, I’m just funnin’ ya, dearheart. You know I wuvs you.
Yes, everyone do save up your pfennings and we can have us a big 'ol Heidelberg Dopefest next year. Late Spring or Early Fall will be best, fares will be lower and not so crowded. Maybe we could even hit Oktoberfest! Sue going to save her loonies, too, so we could have a real international gathering. And this time evilbeth can be the Official Obligatory Ugly American! I’ll give you lessons in my spare time.