Ireland Post Finally

Warning - Steve and I will possibly be blogging on similar things but in a different order so things might get a little confused. Also Steve misplaced the camera cord to upload photos shortly after we got here so we wont be able to add any until we get to London and can borrow Dave's. Having said that here is my take on the flight, etc.

The flight itself wasn't bad - especially when you can pick what you want to watch the whole way. Unfortunately instead of watching "27 Dresses" and "Book of Secrets" I should've been trying to get some sleep. We arrived in Heathrow and collected our luggage and had a fair walk to get to Terminal 1 to catch our Aer Lingus flight. Didn't have any trouble dropping off our luggage this time... but we will address that later. Had pretty much a three hour wait in Heathrow for our next flight as we ended up getting in early. Steve didn't want me to nap but Catherine was super cranky and went anyway and found a bench to curl up on. The flight to Ireland was quick and we had only a short wait to hop the bus into the City Centre and almost directly on the doorstep of the Morgan Hotel. I had a long shower and felt a little better. Our hotel was pretty over the top. The amount of light that came into our rooms was awesome but the lighting in the bathroom was almost non-existant and so I had to do my hair, etc in the giant wall mirror in the kitchen area.

We ended up deciding on a little restaurant near our hotel called "La Med" which was a combination of Irish, Meditaranian, Italian and some other style, I think maybe French. I ordered the vegetarian couscous as not much else appealed to me and I was pleasantly surprised with how good it was. Steve had the Irish stew and it barely looked like he had eaten any by the end. I don't think people do doggy bags here because when we asked to take the rest with us he gave us a funny look and then said all he had to wrap it up in was tinfoil and would that be OK? As we were walking back some street performers were play Johnny Cash's Burning Ring of Fire... We came to Dublin to hear that? On a cooler note the next street performer was actually playing classic violin behind his back and it sounded fantastic - wow! So tired after dinner we went back to the hotel and ended up watching a bit of "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire" UK version - blah.