Dubln: 6/4

We left the house super early because of the
Rock N Roll Marathon, but didn't end up hitting
any traffic at all, so we were all checked in by
8:3o for an 11:3o flight. Kudra knew that
something was up. She just sat on her window
ledge looking terrified, and when Brett and l said
goodbye we barely kept from crying. Our flight
got stuck in a holding pattern over Philadelphia
and so our flight landed an hour late. Brett and l
hauled ass to make our connection, which was
supposed to leave at 8:45. Since we got to
Philadelphia at 8:2o, we were just happy to
make it to our flight. We ended up waiting for
lots of other passengers and left 45 min late.
But the flight to Dublin is only about 6 hours
long, so not too bad.
One thing I've thought about is that while
Brett and I can talk about stuff at home like
how we're going to rehaul the kegerator or buy
bar stools, we're going to be gone for so long
that we're going to forget that those things are
even concerns. That idea is slowly settling over
me, the way a sheet settles slowly over a bed
after you flap a sheet over it.

6/4
We're here! Weirdly enough, there was a
marathon going on here as well! After collecting
ourselves (and getting our passports stamped,
yay!) we got on a bus to Temple Bar, where our
hostel is located. Got checked in, then went for
lunch at Cafe Irie and esspresso for me. Walked
around, bought groceries, went back to the hostel.
Left again, then joined the marathon for a while,
though it seemed to consist of sauntering around
and socializing, with frequent cigarette breaks.
We split from them and walked back towards the
hostel, and I was so tired that I was dizzy, and I
swear I fell asleep while walking. We, therefore,
napped, cooked dinner in a woefully inadequate
kitchen, then went on a puub crawl which we left
at the second bar. Walked around some more then
bought pastries and went back to the hostel to crash.
We have 3 meals leftover from dinner - 4 meals for
7€, pretty awesome!
Bar count: 1 1/2