I went to Eire once. It rained non-stop and was freezing cold. Everyone is drunk and no-one works. They dress only in green & they worship the Pope. They eat nothing but Irish stew and drink nothing but Guinness. They continually look to the past & believe in Leprachauns. Eire is the home of the paedophile priest who are exported all over the world. They speak English & play English sports & watch English television. I couldn't sleep at night due to the drunkards in the street. Avoid.