Day 1- Flying on RyanAir is interesting. In theory, the inexpensive tickets would be ideal for backpackers. However, when one takes into consideration the fact that checking bags costs about double the price of the ticket, and that if one does not check bags, then they must be very small carry-ons, that logic is quickly disproved. M checked Jack (her pack) and L carried Mack. In order to get Jack into the weight limit for checked bags, we had to pitch our shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and sunscreen. We arrived in Dublin- with a very turbulent landing-safely, which is all we can really ask. We went grocery shopping and M discovered flapjacks. This is how she describes them:
Baked oats in a golden maple-y goodness with a fruity aroma. Yummy. They're like granola bars only thicker.
Day 2- We managed to get on a free tour, which was wonderful for getting to know the city. We also saw the hotel where President and Mrs. Obama were staying.
Day 3- A day of wondering. We went to Trinity College and got the chance to see the Book of Kells and the Old Library in the Long Room(which was the inspiration for both the Jedi Library in Episode II: Attack of the Clones and Hogwarts Library in Harry Potter). We stopped by Christ Church. We also made our way down to Temple Bar to hear some Irish music and have some drinks. In fact, we had drinks at the ACTUAL Temple Bar.
Dublin was the first place where we found that all our planning had one pretty major flaw: we lose almost all our chances for spontaneity. We both loved Ireland, and if we could've, we would've stayed at least one more day to see Galway and the Cliffs of Moher. But we had a plane to catch...and to London we went.
Also in Dublin, we met Marissa, who is a wonderful person on a wonderful adventure. She's sort of in a figure-it-out phase of life, and she's traveling through Europe now. If you want to learn more about her and her travels, her blog is: http://leavingheregoingwhere.blogspot.cz/. Don't worry, she's much better about updating her blog than we are.
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