We landed in Dublin this morning. Uneventful flight: my favorite kind!
We went straight for brunch at Juniors, thanks to sasha’s suggestion.
My Irish Breakfast & Mr. T’s roasted pork belly over choucroute were great, though next time I’ll go for the French Toast half the place ordered.
We overheard the woman next to us chatting about a packout and a quick conversation with her confirmed she’s a colleague of our friends who lived in Athens. Small world.
We spent most of the day wandering, fighting the jetlag.
Things I Learned the Hard Way:
Salamanca was great 5 years ago, but is now bland and flavorless. Unjustifiably pricey.
Ireland may run on the Euro, but they don’t run on the continent’s same electricity. My duo-prong was no good in this joint. What a rookie mistake, like I’d never visited the place! Thank goodness for our hotel vending machine.
Jetlag blows. (Ok, this is a relearn.)
We have Oscar Wilde & sunsets to soften that blow.
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Ah, I loved St. Stephen Green! (And no, not because there’s a mall right across the street. Although they did have some cute clothes in there!)
I walked past the Green on Friday after the ash cleared. It was beautiful.
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