morning-after walk through a tiny irish village... still cringe years later lol

we were staying at a guesthouse in a tiny village in west cork for a meet weekend. about 30 of us, took over the whole place. fine. but on sunday morning my partner and i had to walk down the actual high street to get coffee and... lets just say we looked like we'd been awake all night and probably had stubble burn in obvious places. an elderly woman wished us "lovely day" without missing a beat and we nearly died of embarrassment. anyone else got a small town walk of shame story from after a meet? in a country this small there's nowhere to hide