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About Bray

So, picture this—I’m out there, tools in hand, fixin some busted radio, and I hear these dudes whisperin bout “where’s the girls at?” Made me wanna scream, “YOU GET A CAR!”—but nah, they’re chasin somethin else. I’m like, why you sneakin round shady corners when Wes Anderson’d make it a quirky adventure? “This is our land!”—ha, more like their street corner, boo!

ESCORTS IN TRALEE

So, I clean up and head over to the Tralee Town Centre. It’s packed, and I’m dodgin’ people left and right. I’m tryin’ to find a gift for my sister’s birthday. I pop into this shop on Edward Street, and it’s full of knick-knacks. I’m lookin’ at this weird statue, and I can’t help but laugh. It’s a leprechaun with a big ol’ pot of gold. I’m like, “Who buys this stuff?” But then I think, “Maybe my sister would love it.”

Wexford on the look out to find their rose for Rose of Tralee