Irish Escort Blogs

It was a rainy Saturday in The Dam, and since I am popping over to London on Mon and Tues, for a photo shoot with my favorite photographer Joe, I decided I needed some props for said shoot. So, called up a taxi and popped down to RL district to pick up some necessary goodies. The streets are crowded with TOURISTS! ARGGGGGG!!!! I hate bloody tourists! They haven't a clue how to walk, will randomly stop in the middle of the street, and start pointing and gawking at stuff, that to be honest I have ...

It is a painful admission, but in the light of a preponderance of evidence, I have to conclude that.... I am getting too old for this shit! I just can't go out and drink till the wee hours anymore. Well, at least not in Ireland. Bloody hell, the Irish can drink! I know everyone knows this, songs have been written. God, how many Irish drinking songs are there? But when you see it up close it is mind blowing. I mean how many pints of Guinness can an Irish man drink? The answer would be, we don't know, ...

Done my good deed for the day.

Sandy and Ali of Newcastle are both in LETTERKENNY no internet service there for the last 4days apparently.

So they called me - help no internet, cant get any answer from E-I escort lines!.

Then Classy Charlie has an accident with her key board cant get on the internet now .

So thankyou Sarah and the E-I team for sorting these ladies out so quickly 1 quick email and phonecall everyones happy PANIC over

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Just a few ramblings from a traveling sales woman(pun intended).
Just finished a one of the longest tours ever in Ireland, and I must say, aside for being totally knackered, I was surprised how many people are still being positive in the face of the financial situation. But then again that is the way of the Irish, to put a positive a spin on a bad situation. And let's face it, we in this part of the world, really have nothing to complain about, except there are a couple of things I would like ...

This is my first blog entry and it is going to be a rant! I encountered a small-understatement-problem in Sligo, and after gathering the details as to what happened, I was in formed after noticing several gentle coming in and ASKING the way to my room, the Management decided they didn't want this kind of activity going on in their hotel! Fair enough, but you are on a the way to visit an escort, and you stop and ask for directions to her room, and giving the number! OM-fecking-G!

I ...