Sad, but its nearly over. If only I wasn't a cheap bastard, if only I had a real job, if only I could've given my beautiful wife the honeymoon she deserves. Hopefully, I'll be able to give her something better when I grow up.
So, Dublin.. pretty feckin' cool. We stayed in this vodka themed hotel one night in the last city.
Absolute Hotel & Spa--I think it was called. A cool city. Nice people. Everywhere we went they were excited to meet Americans and talk about America. We pretty much got the same question:
"Where are you from?"
Kansas City.
"Kansas.. what is Kansas famous for?"
Well..
"OH YEA! Dorothy!"
We were on our way to see the Book of Kells at Trinity College, a pretty cool place. Dublin mixes in the new with the old well. It is a city I could die in.
This is the library after viewing the book. There were a bunch of fat assholy french people with sharp elbows filling the space beyond this frame. That douche on the left just had to get in the shot as well.
The library was full of busts, Locke and Demosthenese among them.
We set out to accomplish one final task, to have a pint in the oldest known pub in Dublin.
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED:
Ireland is pretty much over, for now. There just wasn't enough time so, to be continued. I didn't even get to see the North, where my people are from and DUH, G.O.T. is filmed!
Onward to tiny planes and sleepless nights!
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