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Ireland:

First morning there I managed to wake up in the doorway of Dublin county court next to a used condom and a syringe.
I'm unsure as to whether either of those items had belonged to me during the course of the evening...
Moral of the story: don't drink from lunchtime and then decide at midnight that shooting 7 tequilas in a row is a clever idea.
How I survived I have no idea. I left my coat, wallet and phone with my friends and just wandered off. It rained all night and was 8 degrees... lovely! Resource and damned charm got me money, a telephone call and even a free cup of coffee the next morning, but nothing would save my knee from a bruise the size of birmingham. Christ only knows how I got it, but I imagine falling over was involved. I've been limping ever since.

And some of you thought that my bruises were sex related.. if only!
At least I'd have had a warm place to sleep....