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... had no problems and went on without me. I took a look at ancient Celtic gold jewelry while they ogled the dead folks. I never expected to have any problem with this exhibit. I just started having a little too much empathy for the unfortunates that were tossed into the bogs, I think.
We went back to Grafton St. for some shopping. Very much more crowded today then yesterday. I ...
Well the passport check in process at Dublin was interesting. Only 1 person working so the guy who was organising us and telling people where to go to had a good sense of humour and kept us entertained. Then a couple more officers turned up and we went through then fairly quickly. Our bags managed to follow us half way around the world, so we grabbed a cab into the city. Our cabbie, Mary, was full ...
... monastic city was. The last leg of our journey was back to Dublin, we shared our limericks we had written on our journey, a bit of fun. When settled in Dublin we went on our last tour, Guinness Stonehouse for a tour and dinner, a taste of the diesel was had by us all.
GUINNESS STONEHOUSE BREWERY
St. James's Gate Brewery is a brewery founded in ...
... we had a party with lots of family at her sister Margo’s house (my great aunt) where I also met our second cousins from Canada, Rachel and Matt, and their three kids Kate, Thomas and Kieron. We also went to my (great) Uncle Paul’s house. He and his family live in the house my GranB grew up in. My Great Grandpa also lives there.
After we got back from Connemara I met more family members. We drove straight from my great ...
My next few days, which were also my last two days in Ireland,
were spent on a SAS Field Program called "Roots of Irish Music." Our first stop
was at the Cliffs of Moher, but it was so foggy and misty, we literally
couldn't see 10 feet in front of us. We got pretty soaked just from being out
in the open air. All the fog made me feel like I was in the moors in "The Hound
of the Baskervilles." Our final destination that day was a little ...