Wicked Irish for the Traveler : Howard Tomb is on the road again. Author of the sneakily successful Wicked Travel books -- Wicked French for the Traveler, Wicked Italian for the Traveler, and four other titles, with a total of 993,000 copies in print -- Mr. Tomb now travels to Ireland, enchanted land of blarney, sheep, the McCourts, Guinness, and an incomprehensible language called Irish.
From Dublin on Five Pints an Hour to Genuflection for Beginners, "Wicked Irish" helps visitors negotiate the nuances of a country where even trees are considered Protestant or Catholic. Learn to flatter customs agents: "'Tis a grand machine gun you have there, officer!" Politely decline the heavy Irish breakfast: "I've given up pig entrails/congealed blood for Lent". Show appreciation for fine whiskey: "ACK ACK! Mother Mary! That goes down like a nun's knickers!" There's even a special section just for golfers: "Should I replace divots in consecrated ground? Am I entitled to relief from this dolmen/ewe/leprechaun? Shite! I don't usually lose a putt in the wind".
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