VACATION BLOG: WEEK TWO Dublin, Galway and County Donegal

TECHNOLOGY IS MY FRIEND … NOT (insert eyes rolling to the back of the head …)—at least where GPS and pay-as-you-go phones are concerned!

Oh, dear. I was not successful in getting Gabby to do her thing—at all— and decided I’d simply buy a new one. And I could not get the old iPhone to work (for Sandy) with a local SIM card … I’ve clocked in so many hours trying to get things to work together—I’m so blessed that Sandy hasn’t killed me yet. We’ve been connected at the hips for entirely too long <giggle> As for the phones … yeah. Things haven’t gone as planned and we now have two Eir (Irish) phones that we’ll change SIM cards when we arrive in the UK (tomorrow). We can talk and text as needed—we’re not chained to each other as we’ve been the last week. Talk about liberating—for both of us!

Gabby-2 is working fairly well, though she doesn’t know the English names of Irish towns and I’m unfamiliar with the Irish names, so we’re having a wee bit of a problem there—but she’s gotten us to where we need to be so far. But occasionally she sends us in circles (no, not the roundabouts—literally sends us around the block (and once into a dead end street. At least I was able to figure that one out quickly.) Knowing where I’m going makes me a happier person.

On the upside, I’ve managed to achieve a goal—I’ve gone over 1,200 steps several times in our walk-abouts in the first week. This is excellent and hopefully it will continue to be the norm throughout our entire trip. With a lack of internet, I haven’t had a good handle on steps on a whole (but will after I send this blog out).

We had a grand time in Dublin (a few hiccups due to technology and some short days for the same reason) using the Hop On-Hop Off tour bus to get us around the town and to spots we wanted to check out. Photos will be added later (when we have a decent wifi connection). We were on to Galway where we wandered the streets, down by the docks and up the touristy quarter—and, yes, we helped the economy <wink> nicely. I’ve already a few gifts filling my luggage. Three days of poking around (and finally had the technology issues fairly well sorted out—yay), taking pictures and noshing on lovely food … yes, we liked Galway. Still no pub grub—I really must remedy that.

When we arrived at the hostel in County Donegal (pronounce Donny-gaul)—at the Blue Stack Centre Hostel (this is one that Gabby-2 refused to give directions to, so I did a bit of a work-around to get us in the general area), lugged our baggage into the hostel … to find that they accidentally double booked a large group of teens atop our reservations, so there was no room for us. The hostel folk were so kind—they managed to find an accommodation in Frosses (not too far away) at an AirBnB for two nights. It was lovely—much better than what we would have had. Except … no wifi. So, we came back to the hostel for Friday night (the 25th) only to discover that I’m connected to the wifi, but so far … no internet connection. So I’m not really sure when this blog entry will actually happen. Hopefully we can get it sorted out very soon and you’ll get it at some point on Friday. Otherwise, I’ll just have to try again when we go to our accommodation in Bushmills, N. Ireland on Saturday (26th).

We finally had a lovely pub dinner in Donegal—absolutely lovely. I had a venison stew (drool …) and Sandy had the Irish cheeseburger (local beef and cheese). Sandy had a white wine recommended by the bartender (owner) and I had the Donegal Stout (“dark-rich-smooth”—yes indeed!!!) We left very comfortably full. And had to rush over to the chemist to buy some stuff before they closed at 6—all the stores closed at 6pm, or no later than 6:15—on a Friday! I’m so used to later hours.

Perhaps I’ll add some photos if the connection improves, but I’m thinking this is it till I can get ahold of my notes (all on the iPhone—insert eye-roll—which is usually not a problem). SIGH. Well, I do have a good connection—I hope. I’ll try to add to them a little later this today (it’s already 4:20pm on Saturday here).

Next week we’ll be back in Dublin to see a few things we missed on the first go around, then hop on the Stena Lines Ferry to Wales where we will be meeting up with two new friends: Jo and Ian (you can meet them too if you go to their Something Vloggy Patreon site (I’m working on setting up one for my business). I think I’ll enjoy meeting these two. Then, up to West Yorkshire to meet another new friend: Anne Lister. Another one I’m thinking I’ll feel right at home with.

So, until next Friday … or sometime around then … slainté (good health) and blessings. Now to go get caught up on my Facebook page—FB is so nice … on my iPhone, it says I have “9+” notifications. Probably close to one hundred <insert dazed stare> Laughing nervously …

Hawthorne Blooms??

Tight Fit in Bunk Bed ...

Blue Stack Centre Hostel bunks are a wee bit low …

English Daisies in Donegal So Many Choices ... street signsOh … I give up for now. Half loaded sideways. I’ll need to do some — there’s that technology monster rearing his head again!

Playing Catch-up

We are having troubles with internet connections, so multiple-day entries seem to be the norm…sorry…
3 June 2012

Well rested, coffee in hand, we had our fearless leader, Marc, wait upon us–he made us our first Irish breakfast! And, we talked about the plans for the next few days. Galway today, Aran Islands for tomorrow, Kylemore Abbey for the next day. LOL…we were going out at 10am today…it’s now 11:19 and we are nowhere near being ready, nor inclined to leave. This place is way too comfortable and inviting to leave…Marc just remarked we will be leaving in 45 minutes. There was a laugh…and a comment, “we’ll leave when we walk out the door?” He laughed. We’ll see what happens. Laid-back seems to be the order of the day and I, for one, am NOT complaining.
The internet connection seems to be very picky. I had a signal earlier this morning, but now, nothing (or if there’s a signal, it’s one bar). I am on one side of the dining table and have no connection, others on the side near the outer wall seem to have a perfectly good connection. So, this will be sent later.
We drove (about an hour?) into Galway and wandered on the river’s edge watching a kayak water polo, then up onto the historic K Street (to buy touristy stuff) and had lunch in a fish n’ chips place.  Yummy!
After visiting downtown, we came back and had a two-hour tea with the Lady & Lord of the manor (castle).  The rest of the day was “free” to kick back and overcome the jet lag (only three of us had been here long enough to have dealt with it already).  I went out and took photos on the property, in the drizzle.  This is an amazing  property!  I am in heaven.  A lake.  Beautiful gardens, stone walls…majestic trees.  I wish we could stay longer…or at least spend more down time.  We are off during the day touring around and by the end of the day, we crash, listen to Marc play his autograph, sipping on some free ‘left-over’ Bulmer’s (cider) and Beamish (dark stout) on tap — from a wedding that had happened the day before we arrived.  Nice little perk.
4 June
SUN ALL DAY! ^,^
This was a very good thing, as we were going to be out in the weather ALL day.  We drove to the ferry about an hour west of Galway to spend the day on Aran Island.  The plan was to walk as far as we could.  Tour bus drivers kept hawking their services and we shrugged them off, confident we’d have no problem.  One stopped (as we were shy of a mile out of the village) and handed Marc his business card so we could call when we gave up — we still had the resolve to ‘do it ourselves’.  We went a bit further and my foot found a pothole…I twisted my ankle and fell down–but no worries…I was fine.  Pants were torn because of my metal brace (which thankfully protected my bad knee from anything worse than a bit of a scrape) and we continued on.  It was so beautiful–millions of photo ops–you will see the photos one of these days (but the internet connection is so poor I can’t get anything uploaded, so photos will have to wait till I get to a solid connection).  As we continued our walk, everyone realized our expectations were a bit too unrealistic so when the driver passed us once more, Marc waved him down and we all crawled onto the tour bus to complete our adventure.  He dropped us off at the foot of the Cliffs where we had our lunch and talked about walking up to the Cliffs.  I decided it would be suicide for me to make the attempt, so I stayed behind as they all headed up.  There were shops to browse in–I made a couple purchases and kicked back to elevate my legs.  Our driver told us, among other things, that the Aran Island shifted from the Cliffs of Mohr to it’s present location, which explains the similarities in the rocky terrain.  Later this week, we will be going to the Cliffs of Mohr — by boat.  At a designated time, the driver showed up once more and we dragged ourselves into the van and he finished the tour of the island and deposited us at the ferry for our return trip.

When our car finally made it back home, exhausted, our guest musicians, Tania Opland & Mike Freeman, had just arrived.  Marc’s car load showed up about a half-hour later with a restock of groceries and pizza for our dinner.  Tania & Mike joined in with Marc, playing and singing to entertain us.  It was a wonderful evening, but since we were all so tired, lights were out about 11pm!

5 June 2012

No internet once again.  

EXHAUSTION…all slept in after our very strenuous day and late night.  We had a late start today…recovering from yesterdays travels.  Drove via N59 to Kylemore Abbey.  Rain, drizzle, mist throughout the day.  ‘Attack of the Midges’ kept us from fully enjoying the Gardens.  We should have been clued in (well, we were, but didn’t realize they’d be that bad!) by people using their programs to wave off the no-see-’ems…We did a very quick tour of the grounds and made a run for the Abbey to escape the midges.  Nice tour describing the history of the beautiful building & it’s various occupants, then we came back to the gift shop & left behind a fair amount of euros.

Then, after some non-discussion (don’t ask), we were on the road, heading toward Clifden to look for electronics … our car stopped in the tiny town of Moyard, to visit Nancy’s airplane seat-mate.  She had been invited for tea if we were in the area, so she gave her a call when we literally drove passed her front door (while driving on N59) and our car-full of four enjoyed a 20+ minute stay with a local.  Her hospitality was delightful and her home was simply furnished and right on the coast.  Her garden led down to the water–because of the midges, we were disinclined to explore the garden for long.  It was neat to see the inside of an Irish home and chat with a local.  She uses peat as fuel for her fireplace (heat for the house)–if any of you are familiar with the taste/smell of whiskey from the Island regions of Scotland, the smell of the smoke is quite reminiscent of that.  Just a wee bit stronger…not unpleasant alt all.

After gracefully excusing ourselves, we had to be back at the Castle by 8pm, we piled back into the car, reset our demon-possessed GPS and headed back to Ross Castle…about an hours drive from where we were.

Almost as soon as we got on the road, we got a call from Marc (they’d split from us after Kylemore Abbey & went ahead to Clifden for the electronics).  Our connection was spotty (dropped call, then breaking up–so, hard to understand what they were trying to say).  They’d apparently just left Clifden & told us they’d not make it back by the 8pm time–so said their GPS (apparently another demon-possessed machine!)  But I wasn’t really understanding their reason for not making it back.  Finally, he just told us to stop in Clifden & wait for them.  Which we did…not really understanding why.  Once they showed up, they explained it’d be 3-hours before we could get back to the Castle…when questioned, they recalculated & realized it would only take an hour (our GPS was actually accurate for once!), so instead of having dinner in Clifden, we headed back to the Castle, having a good laugh on the way.  There were many photo ops we passed up out of fatigue and a driving desire to be back at the Castle…where we had a delightful dinner of spaghetti made by Marc.  Yum!  And then, we had an even more delightful evening of music by Tania and Mike.  We were up listening to them until well after midnight.  I think Marc finally went down to his room close to 1am, and people slowly trickled back to their rooms up until around 2:30-3…I for one, melted into bed around 2:15…

6 June 2012

We woke to cloudy skies, soon followed by rain — once again…the norm.  No complaints — that’s why it is soooo very beautifully green here.  It is now noon and the sun has been playing tag with the clouds.  I think the rain is done for now — but I’m certainly not guaranteeing it!  The plan for today was to head out around 11 am — but I really don’t think anyone is pushing to get moving.  Not even Marc.  Everyone is playing catch up from our last two busy days — and LATE evenings.  My internal alarm clock has me waking with the sun at 5am, rolling over till 7 and pulling myself out of bed to make–and consume–coffee by 7:30…

We have had breakfast, Marc was sprawled out on the couch for a bit and has now disappeared downstairs and everyone else is either writing or working (in one form or another) with their computers — for some reason, some of us are able to access the internet, while others (me) cannot.  I am resigned to the fact that I can’t get much done on line…it’s as quiet as a library in here…an occasional bit of conversation, then quiet again.  I don’t think we’re getting enough coffee…lol.  Everyone is wandering off in various directions (some out to take photos of the grounds), while others remain tethered to their computers.

Stranraer -> Belfast -> Dublin…and more

20 April

9:35 and we are off, heading to Belfast.  This is a much smaller ferry than Jameson and I were on in ’08.  The StenaPlus (you pay extra for this) is much smaller, not as grand a view as on the big ship.  Shucks. Oh, well.  I might go downstairs and see if that one is any better (thought the upper deck would provide a better view, but wenches are in the way.  Perhaps I’ll go out on deck first.  Jacket will be needed — I see people out there and one lady’s hair is blowing pretty good.  We’ll see — I have three hours to check things out.

Didn’t sleep that well last night — mattress was a wee bit lumpy (an inner spring mattress), but mostly because I didn’t want to oversleep & miss my taxi, so I kept waking up — lol.  Coveting horizontal surfaces (none anywhere to be seen, except the floor & I don’t think that would be acceptable)…

Just saw what I guess is the Brit’s version of Regis & Kathy (or whoever his current “co-anchor” is…) — morning talk show that hosts celebrities, etc.  They had some interesting people on this morning:  young man named Milos that plays an amazing guitar — I’ll be looking for his music when I get home; the star of a new movie, Beastly (updated & probably PG or R rated version of Beauty & the Beast).  I’ll have to do a little research, but I think I may go see this one.  The actor, after finishing the move, had a whole new view of people with deformities (after playing the part — and going out during break, still in his makeup); and a star that is hosting two shows — one a documentary of newly found family members (adoptive children looking for birth parents or family members, families that have been separated for decades, etc) — neat.  They are able to do a more exhaustive search where the individuals have failed.  The other is a game show…ho-hum.

12:55pm
So, I have about 45 minutes before my train boards…not enough time to look around the city and almost too much time to just sit.  But, Belfast is extremely smoggy — reminds me of LA (not a good thing), plus the exhaust in the taxi needs work!  At first I thought it was the “fresh air” I was smelling — but once I got out, wasn’t so bad…no wonder he kept opening his window wider!  LOL!  Not a very chatty fellow, either.

Guess I could take this time to get a bite to eat, but it looks very “fast food”-ish…not terribly appealing.  Ah!  I keep forgetting I have a few bits in my “kitchen” bag ^,^ : nice fresh orange or two, bread & some jam that I nicked from my last accommodation (I paid for it, so guess I didn’t really nick it, did I?)  So, I’ll enjoy some fruit & a wee bit of bread w/jam.

Ah…refreshed!  And now, on my two and a quarter hour train ride.  A cutie across from me (love it when I’ve got a youngster across from me — so far they have been very well behaved.  This little lassie is about three or four.  She and her mum are going to Limerick Junction — off at Dublin station, switching to another station, then on in their travels.

Saying farewell to Belfast — it’s started to clear already!  I can see the haze in the distance.  Sorry, I’m sure there’s beautiful stuff to see, but I just couldn’t handle the smoggy city.  Balmoral is beautiful!  Just passed an old graveyard–I like them for some reason.

Oh, dear.  Lovely young lady just sat across from me…Why is it women feel they must take a bath in perfume.  My eyes are now quite itchy.   I may have to move if she doesn’t get off soon.  Arg.

21 April
6:50pm

Hot and sweaty — you just don’t equate those two word with Ireland, unless you’ve been working hard outside in the summer…and the weather has been a lot like summer!

The weather here has been phenomenal!  I arrived in Dublin yesterday late afternoon, booked a train to as close to Shannon as I could get (Limerick), then took a taxi to the hostel, made my bed & grabbed a locker.  Then I tried to get on line to check emails, FB, and to check the bus schedule to Shannon from Limerick (since it looks like the way I’ll end up going…that or a taxi) — succeeded for about five minutes — the system kept cutting out (too many trying to get on at once), so I gave up.  I concentrated my efforts figuring out where my day trips would take me.  One of the girls at the reception desk gave me a ton of fliers to look through…back to my room. After weighing the cost, timing (up, out & down to the pick up point–furthest point away, before buses started–by 6:30 for one!!!), I decided on one, went down to book & was told tI just needed o just show up…but after more discussing pros and cons of multi-day tours (not my favorite idea at the time), I decided to go for one that provided two tours AND an overnight accommodation at a hostel for 75 euro.  Their normal rate is 50/tour, so I thought I had a pretty good deal — what closed the deal was the fact that they would come pick me up at the hostel at 6:30–I could do that!  I will need to get a taxi back to the hostel on Friday night, because it doesn’t get back till at least 9pm.  But I’m happy with the arrangements.  We ended calling the tour company quite a few times to ask various questions…(I’d walk away, think of a question & come back…I don’t know how many times I visited the reception staff, but I’m sure they were sighing as they saw me coming as the day ended…LOL!  They were probably glad that I would be gone two whole days!)

So, today I was picked up, taken to Galway by the Dublin Tour Co, along with about 36 other people (picked up at various spots in the city).  Two tours were running: Connemara & Cliffs of Moher.  I had decided to do Cliffs of Moher, but they needed to shift people & I volunteered to do the Connemara tour instead.  It was very nice — I took notes on things that interested me & shot a zillion pictures…until my battery died.  I then resorted to the iPhone camera until it was down below 20%…by then, we were pretty much finished with the official part of the tour & coming into Galway.

I find it interesting that the tours I’ve been on, when I sit up front, the tour guide seems to talk to me rather than the whole tour group — lol.  Kinda weird, but flattering?  But the guide today was great — full of historical facts, some blarney and lots of laughs. (Did you know the blue/pink marks on the sheep were to indicate boy/girl? ^,~ )

The hostel I’m staying at in Galway did not have any adapters, so I had to go out and buy an adapter (only a week left — LOL!) for my camera’s battery charger…the front desk did not have any adapters for US plugs…only 3.80–not bad.  This is really a quite nice hostel (called Snoozles — how cute) — newer than mine in Dublin, and it has an elevator!  YAY (though, didn’t bring my rolly…but my knees certainly appreciate it–always took it up, and the stairs down!) and there is a bathroom W/shower (interesting–just a shower curtain, drain in floor…) en suite.  Happy camper…which brings me back to hot and sweaty!  Our bus’ air conditioning (you wouldn’t think you’d need it this time of year, right??) was out of whack.  So, the driver’s thermometer gauge read 32.9 degrees Celsius!  That’s 91 degrees F, folks!  The only windows were the drivers window and one ceiling vent in the back.  Once he opened it up, the temp dropped slowly to 27…(80).  Everyone was pouring out at each stop, whether they wanted to take photos or not, just to cool down.  But, it wasn’t too bad up front…I had the breeze from his window keeping me reasonably cooled (still very warm, but tolerable)…hence, hot and sweaty — and wanting to take a shower.  I will, just before going to bed (lol…will have to deal with crazy hair in the morning).

Just have to decide if I want to go out to eat tonight, or just munch on a protein bar or an orange or something…funny thing about just sitting all day.  I am tired from doing nothing much — oh, yeah…and getting up at 5:30 to be ready for my pick up…(forgot about that).  And I’m not really all that hungry, either.  Had a salmon & spinach quiche w/carrots — yummy — for my “lunch” at 2pm, so still very full.

Saturday, 23 April, 5:30pm — my where did the time go??

I was way too tired and had no time to do any posting yesterday.

Yesterday was a blast — leisurely rise, dress & breakfast (included with my room)…went for a walk to kill time, then checked out at 9:30 am, wandered over and sat for nearly an hour, kibitzing with the staff…half of them seem to know me by name — was I that much trouble??  I did, tongue-in-cheek, ask why everyone knew my name & the answer was because I was one of a few that were “overnighters” & they had to keep track of us…lol.  I certainly seemed to get good treatment on my first tour.

Now, this next tour was to cover the Cliffs of Moher, Burrens & some other miscellaneous stops.  Did I tell you that the Galway Tour company allows their drivers to pick and choose their routes & minor stops, plus their spiel that they give along the way?  Right!  And each guide had a great repertoire & route.  The Cliffs were breath-taking–in more ways than one–l o n g walk, folks up to the top.  I opted to NOT go up to the tower, which was a bad choice — puffins were up there!!!  I had plenty of time, too…just no energy. >.<

Our tour guide, Desmond Murphy (I think…his Irish accent was pretty heavy) had to be about 70 — years young!  This guy had a sharp mind & quick wit.  His humor could get kinda corny, but great, nonetheless!  He took the time to stop so we could get close up shots of lambs & other things.  He introduced us to the lamb-cow…”it goes moo-ma-a-a” — when we finally saw them, I had to laugh…alpaca!  Must be quite an oddity there.  Nothing but cows and sheep for miles and miles, and yet, relatively near the Cliffs was a heard of alpaca.   LOL.

We saw the beautiful Kylemore Abbey — unfortunately $$ to go in, so I opted to just have lunch (which was also expensive, but this I needed!) and leisurely walk around a take pictures.  Took some great shots of the Abbey with the lake in front.

It was a very long tour, leaving at 10 am and getting back to the bus depot by 6:25pm–20 minutes for me to make a quick pit stop & inhale an orange & scone I had the forethought to put in my bag ^,^ before getting onto the Dublin-bound bus & a 2 1/4 hour drive back.  I contemplated walking back to the hostel — sooo many people still out and about — but I had no more energy!  I found a taxi & paid the 5 euros (including tip) to get me back to the hostel.

I had a delightful day & when I got to the room at 9:30 pm, there was only one person in bed.  So, I quietly got into pjs, tucked stuff into my locker and no sooner than I was in bed, two giggle-boxes came in, whispering very quietly, then giggling louder than they needed.  I thought they were school girls (maybe 16-18), but I saw them today & they were early to mid 20s!  Just acted like school girls…I guess.

Today, I got up, dressed & had breakfast — free except for the extra scrambled eggs (2 euro) I added to my meal — and started in on my laundry…got it folded, and repacked my bag.

I only had a few things on the agenda today: laundry, walk to the botanical gardens and find out the time for Easter services at the Abbey Presbyterian Church.  That’s all…not much, eh?

Well, as I said, laundry was done, so I headed out to find the gardens…found several other things on the way (a community garden that had an award), the Royal Canal with four locks (took some pictures) and a magnificent cemetery.  I remember that the staff person at the hostel said it was before the cemetery…so, I missed my turn.  I asked at the floral center in the cemetery for directions & she gave some good ones, so I headed out again (after wandering through the grounds).  I finally found Botanical Road (I remembered that from the directions given at the hostel, but had apparently missed it) and aimlessly wandered for a bit, but realized I really had very little energy left — I’d been walking for almost 45 minutes, uphill, at a fairly good pace and figured I’d better give up because I saw nothing up the road that resembled a garden & absolutely no signage.  So, reluctantly, I turned around and headed the long walk back at a much more leisurely pace…dragging my sore feet along…even my calves were in on the action (arg).  I stopped and stretched them a bit, which helped, but as each bus swished by, I thought about stopping and hopping on.  I decided to brave it out and make my way back to the hostel, at the very least.

At the hostel, I almost went in, but decided to persevere and keep trudging along–knowing it was only about four blocks more (and downhill, thankfully!) to Abbey Church.  I made it, checked the times, saw a memorial park for fallen heros across from it (in 2008, the gates always seemed to be closed), so I went in.  Beautiful little park with a reflection pond in the shape of a cross, with mosaic tile design at the bottom.  At the head of the park, there is a beautiful sculpture of several people, with birds flying up and away from them.  Very restful — except when unsupervised pre-teens and teens started to scare the ducks in the ponds & bee-lined for the structure & noisily climbed it…until one very loud voice told them to get off. I think everyone in the memorial park was happy to see them leave.  I took some photos & rested my weary feet for a bit, then headed back up to the hostel, but first stopped into the Centra (mini-mart, very popular) for some yogurt & vittles (meals for the days ahead).  Then, drug myself back to the hostel, found some room (just barely) in the fridge for my stuff, gobbled some of the yogurt down & headed up to my room.

I think I must have fallen asleep, but not for too long.  I’ve been surfing the web & getting my photos into iPhoto so I can pick and choose which to upload later.  iPhoto is not being terribly co-operative right now, for some reason…can’t get in to add information about my photos (not a really big deal, but it has been nice to add the info while it’s fresh in my sieve-like mind…)–I’ll deal with that later!

So, my posting is almost ready to copy and paste into my blog, but first, I’m going to do a wander around the hostel to see if there’s anything interesting happening–and maybe grab a bit more food, before I publish the blog.  ^,^

Well, no desire to eat (I know I’ll regret it later…).  Finding power plugs that I can use to charge things is a challenge at this hostel.  One power plug for 8-bed dorm…drats.  I’ve found a plug in the “wifi” station, but I certainly cannot leave my laptop plugged in and walk away…so…here I sit, charging and typing (which slows down the charging–catch-22! LOL).

So, I’ll get this copied & published, then do some surfing (Facebook & all of my emails…etc)…and wait for the computer to fully charge!

Tomorrow is Easter Sunday & I WILL get up and go to church — only a short four blocks away!  I am really looking forward to it — then I’ll ride the hop-on/off tour bus around Dublin to refresh my memory of where everything is & take more photos!  Jameson and I didn’t spend much time over in the Temple Bar area (some beautiful stuff over there) when we were here in 2008, so I’ll definitely hop off in this area.  The bus is good for 24 hours, so I will definitely get good use out of it!

So, cheers for now!