So here we are in Ireland, after a very long overnight trip via Lansing, Chicago, and Heathrow airports. Heathrow was pretty insane - we must have walked at least a mile to get through the maze of metal tubes - very gerbil-like - to get to our connection. I've now "been to" London (I think seeing Parliament, London Bridge, the Thames, and that bridge that the dementors snap in Harry Potter from the airplane count) albeit for only about an hour.
Luckily Nancy helped me out by driving from the airport to Limerick, tackling the roundabouts lke a pro. It's my turn to drive today - this should be fun. It's pretty freaky when you see a car coming at you on the right. The Garmin with the irish accent is a nice touch, as it soothingly says "Enter roundabout. Take third exit." We made it here, had a nice lunch and a nap, and walked around town last night. We figured that there was something going on when the traffic started to get congested and hordes of people all wearing red were walking over the bridge. Turns out this is the home of the Munster rugby team, who won in a regular season game. We managed to get back to the hotel before the celebrating started! Figuring it was probably not the night to visit a pub, we ended up at a French restaurant that had really truly amazing food. And the coffee here is fantastic.
Limerick is a really nice-sized small city. I'm looking forward to seeing more of it, as all the old mossy buildings that I see from my hotel window are so cool. We're headed off to Galway this morning to do some shopping and sightseeing. I'm thinking about a nice tweed cap and walking stick for Justin to match his windpants. :-)
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