Memory from Tralee Ireland

In 1997 I worked about 4-5 months in Swords, IRE with Amdahl Ireland. One weekend I rented a car and drove to West Ireland. I stopped at a B&B in Tralee. It was a fishing community and very friendly toward tourist. So I got to the B & B and a lovely family showed me to my room and I began talking with their 16 year old son and his grandpa. This grandfather was a fisherman his whole life (as his grandson explained).

So, I looked at Grandpa and asked him what kind of fish he caught? He answered me in a couple sentences and I didn't understand a word, not one word, of what he said! So I looked that the grandson and I said, "what language is he speaking?" The grandson said, "English."

Evidently, the old guy mixed in a little Gaelic and his accent was so thick I didn't get one word of what he said. I just about laughed myself out the door...