Wednesday was the midterm exam in our international finance class that the three of us had been dreading for the last several days. I had to send Elizabeth out on her own again so that I could use the morning and afternoon to study, but then would be ready to go out for St. Patrick's day later that night. Between St. Patty's and the finance test being over, it would be a dangerous combination of reasons to celebrate!
Cameron had invited some people over to our apartment to preparty before we out to an Irish pub, where the Guiness would be assuredly marked up to exorbitant prices that we couldn't afford. We had to get our place presentable so the four of us cleaned up whilst showering and getting ready. Katie and Melanie from Wisconsin and our Slovakian friend Mattej were the only ones that we able to make it out, though, as half of the program still had another exam the next day and wouldn't be able to celebrate St. Patty's.
Elizabeth, bless her, brought a deck of playing cards from the States (impossible to find over here, strangely) so we were able to play a few American drinking games for the first time in months. After a few hours at our apartment, we found our way to O'Sullivans Irish pub a few blocks south, in between Hotel de Ville and the Centre Pompidou, and finished our evening there.
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