Tim Horton's at Ireland

It all happened in the beggining of July (2009).. Bags packed, confortable shoes in n a flight ticket to Irland - 6 days with, according to the idea, only me, my boyfriend n the doblins. Everything seemed to be perfect: a perfect trip, with the perfect company n with the perfect plan to travel around Ireland. But it all changed when I sow someone passing by with a "Tim Horton's coffee cup"... Something I haven't seen since for a long long tima ;) n a thing that i really apreciated. Ups, I forgot to mention it, but I'm portuguese n I met theese amazing products when I mooved to Canada! I felt in Love @ first sight ;) U might be asking: where's the problem with all that? Yap... The problem started when I decided that my priority was to have a Tim's coffee. My boyfriend - that lives in europe - , who haven't ever tasted it, got really mad cuz i didn't want to do nothing else but find a Tim's shop. I spent 3 of the 6 day's searching 4 it (I asked, but in the village where we were, no-one seemed to have heard about it), so I finally went to Dublin n.. There it was! It even had the Donuts! I was in cloud nr nine... Till the moment I got down to earth (after the coffee, of course), n realized how much my boyfriend was mad cuz the holiday's were almost over, we haven't seen the Irish magics, "doblins" or anything else that we wanted - exepct searching for a Tim Horton's. At least I could make him try it's amazing products. When we were coming back home, already sitted @ the airport, he said: Well, at least the coffee was worth it. But u have to promiss me that, next time, it's only u n me, Tim's not allowed.. =)