I landed in Dublin at around 9 local time this morning, exhausted from a sleepless night on a crowded plane but ready to explore. On the bus to the city center, I sat next to a woman in her late fifties who managed to tell me her entire life story during the thirty-minute ride. By the end of the journey I was wishing her granddaughter a speedy recovery on her broken toe and promising her I would eat my vegetables during my trip. Love the Irish.
Spent a few hours wandering around my hostel near the city center. There are more shots on my facebook.
Perhaps by vegetables she meant hops and/or barley?
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