After junior year in college I decided to take the year off and get to know a little about the real world and be certain about what I wanted from my life, Isabella by then was done with college and was leaving her apartment at the beach, and I most certainly did not have the money to afford it. In fact most of my friends were leaving that year, making my decision to take a year abroad much simpler, after a few inquiries I was set to go to Ireland for the next 10 months.
I was about to major in English Literature and was willing to try out if I had what it took to be a teacher, so after about a month of searching I got a job in an English School for foreigners. I found a nice house in Dublin 9 that I shared with 11 other people, and it was one of the most fulfilling experiences of my life, they were people from all over the globe, Italians, Brazilians, Spanish, Polish, French and so on. Everyday it was kind of an adventure and a new learning moment to broaden my horizons, we would go partying from Thursday Night until Sunday and we were never out of new places to explore and people to know. Whenever I was up to it, I would find a good lady to take home and call her mine for one night (plenty of stories here). There were of course plenty of stories, but none as sexy as Beatrice.