Fun Times Buying Fruit

I never know when I'm going to have a fun interaction with an Irish person. Generally it is in the places I least suspect it.

Today it was buying fruit.

The day started off productive. Went to class. Went to the gym where I learned that biking without headphones gets old real quick. Got supplies for the Halloween costume. So on the way home, feeling good about my productive healthy day I decided to stop and buy fruit.

I go in, pick out five oranges and bring them to the counter where the cashier is talking to another man in Gaelic. This is pretty much the interaction that follows.

Cashier to me: "Can you speak any Gaelic?"
Me: "Beyond Caed Mile Failte, not really."
Other Man: "Where are you from?"
Me: "Philadelphia"
Other Man: "As in Philadelphia, United States."
Me: "Yup"

(Other man and cashier at this point break into a rendition of "Streets of Philadelphia.")

Other Man: "Is that where the Liberty Bell is?"
Me: "Yup."
Other Man: "I've never been. Too long of plane ride. Like six or seven hours, right?"
Cashier: "Did you fly into Shannon or Dublin?"
Me: "Ah I went London-Heathrow to Cork"
Both of them: "Oh stay away from the English"
Other Man: "You guys managed to get rid of them. We still have six counties to go and then we will get our own Liberty Bell."

In conclusion, I had an amusing time buying fruit.