Sorry to have left everyone hanging. I had intended on writing the last blog post in the airport, but there was an incident with a lost passport and a long, very stressful, wait in the preadmittance/customs area and then a mad dash to a plane that had been held just for us. So…no last day post.
But not to worry! I have woken up at the ridiculous hour of 3a, and can now conclude our adventures.
The day before we headed out, we headed back to Howth and the King Sitric. Since the family had travel problems on the way out, we wanted to be closer. And besides that, Kyle and I had loved it there.
Unfortunately, it looked like this:
Which, really, doesn’t look all that different. But it was! So cold. And rainy.
After a lovely lunch at Cafe East, Kyle took Mom, Larry and Grandma into Dublin on the train so they could see a bit of the city. I don’t think it was their favorite part of the trip, but they were good sports like always. Unfortunately, I stayed behind to get some things done, so I don’t have any pictures of those adventures.
Kyle with his Guinness (and new Irish wool sweater!) at Cafe East.
Cafe East. Isn’t it darling?
When they came back we had a lovely dinner at the Abbey Tavern, because apparently we really like our vacations to come around full circle.
And then we came home. Which was eventful, but turned out well. All safe and sound, ready to enjoy the Memorial Day weekend.