I have to say that St Patrick's Day was not really up to my expectations. Maybe I was expecting too much, after all the French national day has nothing amazing, except maybe the firework in the evening.
I wanted to see something typically Irish, I wanted to feel at the core of what it means to be Irish, I wanted a real change of scene. But in the end, the parade was a bit like the French one on the 14th of July on the Champs Elysées, except that the public was dressed in green. No, I'm a bit unfair, I've liked the fact that the different communities living in Cork were represented within the parade, there is no such thing in France on national day if I'm not mistaken.
But then... it was like a R&G week night. Drunk people everywhere. Except that it was 3pm and that drunk people were dressed in green. I'm not judging anyone, it's just that I thought St Patrick's Day would have delivered me some of the essence of the Irish folklore. Well, not really. No, you won't make me say that being drunk is the essence of Irish identity!
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