I told myself i'd upload the pictures of Ireland in the month of June but once again Time has slipped by me and the month is already over. So i tried to choose images that best describe our 4 nights and 5 days trip. Believe me it was hard to pick out the better ones. I apologise in advance if there's grammar or spelling errors but it's taken me about 2 days to write this post and i'm tired already from typing.
Phew... finally it's done!
So here's my attempt to recapture the trip in as little words with lots of visuals...
12 June 2009 - Day 1.
Neither one of us are early morning people but our flight that day left at 10.40am. Every minute counted and we needed it all to be mapped out in order for us to board on time. J even managed to squeeze in a visit to the bank where we waited patiently for them to open their doors at 9:30. Lucky for us the bank was only a few minutes walking distance from the terminal and we were able to check-in online the night before.
It took an hour and half to get to Dublin. Ireland being 1 hour behind mean we had pretty much the whole day ahead of us. We kept ourselves busy by drawing in Little L's birthday card and making use of my headphones and iPod.
Upon departure the stewardess made an announcement in both English and in German informing passengers of the H1N1 flu and listed ways that one could help stop the spread of germs. Example washing hands and covering ones mouth with a tissue when they cough or sneeze. And that at the airport passengers could get a leaflet for further information. And although there were no signs of face masks or the sound of a distant coughs or sneezes, we were careful not to touch our mouth or eyes during the whole flight.
I don't care if i'm being paranoid. It's better to be safe than sorry.
We arrive to a cloudy and somewhat windy day. We were told that the last few days the weather was cold and full of rain. So i armed myself with my jacket fit for -5 degrees celcius weather only to arrive to see people gingerly walking around in loose jackets and t-shirts.
Yes i definitely felt like a tourist.
We even saw one hen's party with the bride-to-be in a singlet and what looked like a layered tutu. After which i'm convinced Irish people must have warm blood. It was definitely not T-shirt weather but then again i may just have less flesh covering my bones.
After having waited for about 20 minutes for the 748 bus to get to the train station, the journey took us through the city centre. And as we sit on the double decker bus i'm looking more and more like a tourist with my winter jacket tucked under my arm and my camera raised high trying to get the best shot.
Can't say Dublin's a very pretty city. Sorry, if anyone of my reader's are from Dublin but first impression does last. Their buildings don't really have much character. And with the grey sky as a background it makes the whole place look rather depressing. However, they are famous for their brightly coloured doors. It looked like each one was competing for attention. I'm guess painting ones' door is heaps cheaper than buying plants or making the exterior look more presentable.
It takes us about 45 minutes to get to the city centre from the airport and once you get to the city it looks like traffic is one way on one side of the river and the other direction on the other side. There's a river running through the whole city with several different styled bridges allowing pedistrians to get across.
We finally get to Heuston station which is where the main train station is. The exterior of the building is quite impressive dating back to 1844. So we get inside and ask how much a train ticket is to Waterford [which is where we are staying and just a town away from where the ex and the children are staying]. And to my horror a one-way ticket is 34.50 Euros! I must have misread the information and was reading the children's price, which so happens to be half the price.
We later find out that we could take the bus to Waterford but that would mean we would have to find our way back to the bus station. Everybody was more than happy to help us out and surprisingly they were very friendly. And since our bus tickets that we bought at the airport entitled us to ride all the buses with that one ticket, there was no extra costs added to our list.
We eventually get to the bus station and we had about an hour to spare. We're told the bus ride will take 3 hours, at which point all we want is to be at our destination and not be in a moving vehicle.
The photos were taken from the bus. The one directly above is probably my favorite. It looks like it's a painting. I'm not sure why but it looks like it belongs on a page from a fairytale.
We finally arrive at Waterford and it's just after 7pm. My legs have a cramp and all i want to do is check-in to the hotel. I notice opposite the bus station there's some kind of factory with a huge print of a girl's face on one of the sides. There seems to be no branding on it.
It draws me in. I like it.
We booked the hotel online and requested for a family room which basically means there's a sofa that can transform into a separate bed. But the view wasn't that great. As much as the two toned effect was attractive, it somehow reminded me that i was in some kind of prison.
So J asked if we could change rooms and got one facing what looked like the back yard of a nearby factory. Well at least there was a view.
...
After some communication breakdown with The Ex and J we finally get through to The Ex's boyfriend who then picks us up half way on our way to somewhere we can eat. We drive to Tramore - which is the town that they live in and it takes us about 15 minutes.
We get there and Little L is over the moon that her Papa is standing at the door. And is more than happy to show us how well she's been doing at school. She covers her previous test as the marks weren't so good but her English has gone from non-existent to being able to construct sentences.
I can't get over that she can understand English.
I am truly amazed that we're even able to have a conversation, as before it was me trying to speak German and her keeping words to a minimum and pointing to things that she wants.
Baby A seems so much older than the last time we saw him. By then it had already been 2 months since they left and already he's able to sit up, crawl and pull himself up. It's amazing how fast they grow. He is absolutely gorgeous and i can't help but fall in love with his cuteness.
So much excitement, it was nearly impossible to get all of them to sit still for a proper family photo.
And since it was dinner time they invited us to have dinner with them - it was Pizza night. It was a little strange sitting in their kitchen at the start but somehow the conversation was flowing and we seemed to have quite a lot to talk about. It was like a scene from one big happy family.
13 June 2009 - Day 2.
The next morning we're invited for a typical Irish breakfast which includes a selection of meat. I, of course don't eat flesh so Peter [who i will just call by his name as the abbreviation isn't so polite] bakes big mushrooms stuffed with vegetables and covers them in cheese. Absolutely delicious!
And there's Baby A showing off how fast he can "run" in his walker. The only problem was he found it necessary to streak through the middle of Little L and J's very short tennis tournament every chance he got.
Baby A looking like a not so very happy camper because he had to wear a hat outside.
So after some time, we decide to head to the beach, which is about 10 minutes walk from where they live. This is the time when Little L had our full attention. In her mind she must have thought, finally it's just the 3 of us. We pack her little bag as she's spending the night at the hotel with us. This is also the time when both J and i get our noses sun burnt. We underestimated the weather. What happened to the rain and cold temperatures as predicted? The sun was out and we were practically baking under the blue skies.
Little L and i stepping foot in the Atlantic ocean. A wee bit too cold for my liking and not exactly bikini temperature.
Over-sized tic-tac-toe. I can't remember but i don't think anyone won.
Trying to build a wall which worked until the tide came in and washed it all away.
People come here to surf but that day the waves weren't so good.
1 Euro and you're "supposed" to be able to see far. What a waste of money. You couldn't see shit because the lens was so dirty and by the time you focused on something, time was up.
During Summer they open the fun fair by the beach, where tourists and locals can go on the rides and kids can jump on the trampolines.
There were so many crows there! I think i saw more crows than seagulls. I had visions of Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds looping in my head. The scene where the birds attack and go nuts. Ewww gross!
We wanted to have Fish & Chips, after all we were by the sea and it would only make sense that we were out of Germany to try something English/Irish. But it definitely was not worth the price: 22 Euros for two orders of Fish & Chips and a childs' meal that consist of a few chicken nuggets and chips.
Ireland is definitely very pricey!
So we went to the supermarket that was next door and grabbed a loaf of bread, some cheese, lettuce and joghurt. But we forgot the butter so our sandwiches were really dry. Basically the hotel we stayed at was a no-frills hotel so there's no room-service or even a telephone in the room. But for 54.60 Euros a night per room as opposed to per person, we were lucky to have a little piece of soap and instant coffee in the room.
But i couldn't resist buying a multi-pack of Walkers crisps. They were on sale for 2.99 Euros. 3 varieties of 21 mini packs - i had to get it. Oh how i love Salt & Vinegar and Cheese & Onion.
Little L and her pile of sweets and German chocolates that we got for her birthday.
14 June 2009 - Day 3.
And before i knew it Little L was awake and just like old times we watched our morning cartoons whilst J was fast asleep. They had Donald Duck's old classics and it reminded me of back in the day when i was a kid.
Hungry and craving for an egg McMuffin. Apparently that was the only McDonald's in Waterford and Travelodge was only a few metres from the the doorstep. Yay!
Not having our own car meant we were stuck with what was in the vicinity. Everything was so expensive. So we were told there was a big park with a huge playground, perfect for kids and a place for adults to stroll. Half way through we passed a block of offices or apartments with a small playground for toddlers. And beyond it was part of a stone wall left from the medieval times.
Back when i was 12, Twister was was my favorite ice-cream. I couldn't believe that they still made it. Half an hour or so later we finally get to The People's Park.
The playground was crawling or should i say littered with children. Parents and guardians sat around watching over them run up and down, over and out. It was exhausting just watching them.
Oh and this was the swing that Little L hit her head on. See that side of the pole where a hard piece of rubber is covering it? Well there, but the rubber piece is sticking out. I clearly heard her say, "higher, HIGHER". Basically there was an older kid pushing them and i'm guessing he pushed too hard cause next thing we knew she was balling her eyes out.
Needless to say that was the end of our adventure to the park.
There was a wall surrounding the park and it looked like it belonged to a castle grounds. It was gorgeous.
We SMSed his ex to say we were done with the park and that we would be at the hotel at so and so time as we needed time to prepare for the barbecue. A suggestion we made, after all they provided us with so many meals and they were very hospitable by driving us from the hotel and to their place. It was the least we could do. So a short trip to the supermarket and i was in charge of wheeling the kids in the cart.
Typical: the women prepared the food and the men were busy with the grill outside. It was like we were playing house. It all worked out though and everyone got along.
At the end of it we cooked way too much. I think we had the impression that they were going to invite their friends for dinner to, so we made sure there was enough meat for everyone. Unfortunately, their friends only stopped by for a few minutes and there was so much left overs, that we ended up taking some back to the hotel and having it for a midnight snack/breakfast.
15 June 2009 - Day 4.
We decided to accompany the ex to pick up Little L from school and was given a short tour of the classroom and the school grounds. After which we went to The Cliffs where which i have to say was absolutely breath taking. The weather was amazing and so all 6 of us drove up there to have a look.
Back in the day they separated the areas so men could swim on one side and women were on the other. Now it's open to everyone.
People wore wetsuits since the water wasn't exactly warm. There was a narrow staircase built along the side of the cliff which allowed people to jump off the side. But we didn't get as far down and stayed at the top.
On the side was the "Women's" area, now open for both sexes.
There was a pathway which snaked down to the pebbled beach.
And this was probably the only decent photo i have of Little L and i where she's not making a funny face or doing something silly.
We made our way back to the hill and it was so surreal to see us all sitting there like one big happy family. Peter and The Ex decided to take a wander, which gave us time to be alone with the kids.
Baby A apparently eats EVERYTHING. It was so cute to see him try and dig into the pack of Walkers crisps.
And i'm sure it was intentional because Baby A was dressed in a "I LOVE MY DADDY" shirt. I couldn't help but feel a little sad as i watched J as he tried to block Baby A from tumbling down the hill. But overall, it was a beautiful day and it ended our visit on a high note.
I found the expression on Baby A's face absolutely classic. He's giving this, "whatdyawaaaant" look at the camera. As if J being the Paparazzi had disturbed him as he was in the process of being fed another crisp. As for me, i can't say it's my best shot, so LOOK AT THE BABY! Quick, look at the baby!
16 June 2009 - Day 5.
Another schedule was made so we could get to the airport on time. We didn't really end up following it because the bus actually left for Dublin at 10.00. Lucky for us we arrived 5 minutes before departure and were able to jump on the bus straight away. On the bus ready for our 3 hour bus ride, sun burnt and just eager to go back home.
We had a few hours to spare in Dublin and so we took time to hunt for souvenirs.
Standing at the crossing waiting to get to the other side of the road. And yes, looking very tired and in need of a brush.
There was this huge pole like structure, i'm not quite sure what it was for but looking up, it looked like it went on for miles.
We crossed the road and you could see how tall it was. I guess it's some kind of meeting point.
With the economy being so bad, any job is better than none. So often in intersections you'd see walking adverts for pubs or restaurants. Which brings me to the end where we thought, no visit to Ireland would be complete without having a Guiness. It would be a shame if we went all the way there and didn't have a pint.
Half an hour to go till our bus left for the airport, we decided to pop into a nearby pub and have a pint. There was some kind of game on t.v where locals sat glued to their pint and their eyes fixated on the rectangular box up ahead.
I wasn't a huge Guinness fan before, in fact i prefer Kilkenny but the bartender said he only had Guinness, so i really had no choice but i wanted to try it anyway. And i'm not sure if it was just me and my taste buds has changed over time but it tasted much better than i remember. It was so much smoother.
If only we had more time, i'm sure we'd sneak in a few more pints.
And this is when i found out that J forgot to drop the key at the reception! Tsk, tsk, tsk. A quick phone call to the hotel apologising and hoping that they wouldn't charge me 25 Euros for taking the key. And did you know Waterford has no postal codes. Strange. So i can only hope Deutsche Post was able to send it and that the hotel received the key in their mailbox.
Phew... finally it's done!
So here's my attempt to recapture the trip in as little words with lots of visuals...
12 June 2009 - Day 1.
Neither one of us are early morning people but our flight that day left at 10.40am. Every minute counted and we needed it all to be mapped out in order for us to board on time. J even managed to squeeze in a visit to the bank where we waited patiently for them to open their doors at 9:30. Lucky for us the bank was only a few minutes walking distance from the terminal and we were able to check-in online the night before.
It took an hour and half to get to Dublin. Ireland being 1 hour behind mean we had pretty much the whole day ahead of us. We kept ourselves busy by drawing in Little L's birthday card and making use of my headphones and iPod.
Upon departure the stewardess made an announcement in both English and in German informing passengers of the H1N1 flu and listed ways that one could help stop the spread of germs. Example washing hands and covering ones mouth with a tissue when they cough or sneeze. And that at the airport passengers could get a leaflet for further information. And although there were no signs of face masks or the sound of a distant coughs or sneezes, we were careful not to touch our mouth or eyes during the whole flight.
I don't care if i'm being paranoid. It's better to be safe than sorry.
We arrive to a cloudy and somewhat windy day. We were told that the last few days the weather was cold and full of rain. So i armed myself with my jacket fit for -5 degrees celcius weather only to arrive to see people gingerly walking around in loose jackets and t-shirts.
Yes i definitely felt like a tourist.
We even saw one hen's party with the bride-to-be in a singlet and what looked like a layered tutu. After which i'm convinced Irish people must have warm blood. It was definitely not T-shirt weather but then again i may just have less flesh covering my bones.
After having waited for about 20 minutes for the 748 bus to get to the train station, the journey took us through the city centre. And as we sit on the double decker bus i'm looking more and more like a tourist with my winter jacket tucked under my arm and my camera raised high trying to get the best shot.
Can't say Dublin's a very pretty city. Sorry, if anyone of my reader's are from Dublin but first impression does last. Their buildings don't really have much character. And with the grey sky as a background it makes the whole place look rather depressing. However, they are famous for their brightly coloured doors. It looked like each one was competing for attention. I'm guess painting ones' door is heaps cheaper than buying plants or making the exterior look more presentable.
It takes us about 45 minutes to get to the city centre from the airport and once you get to the city it looks like traffic is one way on one side of the river and the other direction on the other side. There's a river running through the whole city with several different styled bridges allowing pedistrians to get across.
We finally get to Heuston station which is where the main train station is. The exterior of the building is quite impressive dating back to 1844. So we get inside and ask how much a train ticket is to Waterford [which is where we are staying and just a town away from where the ex and the children are staying]. And to my horror a one-way ticket is 34.50 Euros! I must have misread the information and was reading the children's price, which so happens to be half the price.
We later find out that we could take the bus to Waterford but that would mean we would have to find our way back to the bus station. Everybody was more than happy to help us out and surprisingly they were very friendly. And since our bus tickets that we bought at the airport entitled us to ride all the buses with that one ticket, there was no extra costs added to our list.
We eventually get to the bus station and we had about an hour to spare. We're told the bus ride will take 3 hours, at which point all we want is to be at our destination and not be in a moving vehicle.
The photos were taken from the bus. The one directly above is probably my favorite. It looks like it's a painting. I'm not sure why but it looks like it belongs on a page from a fairytale.
We finally arrive at Waterford and it's just after 7pm. My legs have a cramp and all i want to do is check-in to the hotel. I notice opposite the bus station there's some kind of factory with a huge print of a girl's face on one of the sides. There seems to be no branding on it.
It draws me in. I like it.
We booked the hotel online and requested for a family room which basically means there's a sofa that can transform into a separate bed. But the view wasn't that great. As much as the two toned effect was attractive, it somehow reminded me that i was in some kind of prison.
So J asked if we could change rooms and got one facing what looked like the back yard of a nearby factory. Well at least there was a view.
...
After some communication breakdown with The Ex and J we finally get through to The Ex's boyfriend who then picks us up half way on our way to somewhere we can eat. We drive to Tramore - which is the town that they live in and it takes us about 15 minutes.
We get there and Little L is over the moon that her Papa is standing at the door. And is more than happy to show us how well she's been doing at school. She covers her previous test as the marks weren't so good but her English has gone from non-existent to being able to construct sentences.
I can't get over that she can understand English.
I am truly amazed that we're even able to have a conversation, as before it was me trying to speak German and her keeping words to a minimum and pointing to things that she wants.
Baby A seems so much older than the last time we saw him. By then it had already been 2 months since they left and already he's able to sit up, crawl and pull himself up. It's amazing how fast they grow. He is absolutely gorgeous and i can't help but fall in love with his cuteness.
So much excitement, it was nearly impossible to get all of them to sit still for a proper family photo.
And since it was dinner time they invited us to have dinner with them - it was Pizza night. It was a little strange sitting in their kitchen at the start but somehow the conversation was flowing and we seemed to have quite a lot to talk about. It was like a scene from one big happy family.
13 June 2009 - Day 2.
The next morning we're invited for a typical Irish breakfast which includes a selection of meat. I, of course don't eat flesh so Peter [who i will just call by his name as the abbreviation isn't so polite] bakes big mushrooms stuffed with vegetables and covers them in cheese. Absolutely delicious!
And there's Baby A showing off how fast he can "run" in his walker. The only problem was he found it necessary to streak through the middle of Little L and J's very short tennis tournament every chance he got.
Baby A looking like a not so very happy camper because he had to wear a hat outside.
So after some time, we decide to head to the beach, which is about 10 minutes walk from where they live. This is the time when Little L had our full attention. In her mind she must have thought, finally it's just the 3 of us. We pack her little bag as she's spending the night at the hotel with us. This is also the time when both J and i get our noses sun burnt. We underestimated the weather. What happened to the rain and cold temperatures as predicted? The sun was out and we were practically baking under the blue skies.
Little L and i stepping foot in the Atlantic ocean. A wee bit too cold for my liking and not exactly bikini temperature.
Over-sized tic-tac-toe. I can't remember but i don't think anyone won.
Trying to build a wall which worked until the tide came in and washed it all away.
People come here to surf but that day the waves weren't so good.
1 Euro and you're "supposed" to be able to see far. What a waste of money. You couldn't see shit because the lens was so dirty and by the time you focused on something, time was up.
During Summer they open the fun fair by the beach, where tourists and locals can go on the rides and kids can jump on the trampolines.
There were so many crows there! I think i saw more crows than seagulls. I had visions of Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds looping in my head. The scene where the birds attack and go nuts. Ewww gross!
We wanted to have Fish & Chips, after all we were by the sea and it would only make sense that we were out of Germany to try something English/Irish. But it definitely was not worth the price: 22 Euros for two orders of Fish & Chips and a childs' meal that consist of a few chicken nuggets and chips.
Ireland is definitely very pricey!
So we went to the supermarket that was next door and grabbed a loaf of bread, some cheese, lettuce and joghurt. But we forgot the butter so our sandwiches were really dry. Basically the hotel we stayed at was a no-frills hotel so there's no room-service or even a telephone in the room. But for 54.60 Euros a night per room as opposed to per person, we were lucky to have a little piece of soap and instant coffee in the room.
But i couldn't resist buying a multi-pack of Walkers crisps. They were on sale for 2.99 Euros. 3 varieties of 21 mini packs - i had to get it. Oh how i love Salt & Vinegar and Cheese & Onion.
Little L and her pile of sweets and German chocolates that we got for her birthday.
14 June 2009 - Day 3.
And before i knew it Little L was awake and just like old times we watched our morning cartoons whilst J was fast asleep. They had Donald Duck's old classics and it reminded me of back in the day when i was a kid.
Hungry and craving for an egg McMuffin. Apparently that was the only McDonald's in Waterford and Travelodge was only a few metres from the the doorstep. Yay!
Not having our own car meant we were stuck with what was in the vicinity. Everything was so expensive. So we were told there was a big park with a huge playground, perfect for kids and a place for adults to stroll. Half way through we passed a block of offices or apartments with a small playground for toddlers. And beyond it was part of a stone wall left from the medieval times.
Back when i was 12, Twister was was my favorite ice-cream. I couldn't believe that they still made it. Half an hour or so later we finally get to The People's Park.
The playground was crawling or should i say littered with children. Parents and guardians sat around watching over them run up and down, over and out. It was exhausting just watching them.
Oh and this was the swing that Little L hit her head on. See that side of the pole where a hard piece of rubber is covering it? Well there, but the rubber piece is sticking out. I clearly heard her say, "higher, HIGHER". Basically there was an older kid pushing them and i'm guessing he pushed too hard cause next thing we knew she was balling her eyes out.
Needless to say that was the end of our adventure to the park.
There was a wall surrounding the park and it looked like it belonged to a castle grounds. It was gorgeous.
We SMSed his ex to say we were done with the park and that we would be at the hotel at so and so time as we needed time to prepare for the barbecue. A suggestion we made, after all they provided us with so many meals and they were very hospitable by driving us from the hotel and to their place. It was the least we could do. So a short trip to the supermarket and i was in charge of wheeling the kids in the cart.
Typical: the women prepared the food and the men were busy with the grill outside. It was like we were playing house. It all worked out though and everyone got along.
At the end of it we cooked way too much. I think we had the impression that they were going to invite their friends for dinner to, so we made sure there was enough meat for everyone. Unfortunately, their friends only stopped by for a few minutes and there was so much left overs, that we ended up taking some back to the hotel and having it for a midnight snack/breakfast.
15 June 2009 - Day 4.
We decided to accompany the ex to pick up Little L from school and was given a short tour of the classroom and the school grounds. After which we went to The Cliffs where which i have to say was absolutely breath taking. The weather was amazing and so all 6 of us drove up there to have a look.
Back in the day they separated the areas so men could swim on one side and women were on the other. Now it's open to everyone.
People wore wetsuits since the water wasn't exactly warm. There was a narrow staircase built along the side of the cliff which allowed people to jump off the side. But we didn't get as far down and stayed at the top.
On the side was the "Women's" area, now open for both sexes.
There was a pathway which snaked down to the pebbled beach.
And this was probably the only decent photo i have of Little L and i where she's not making a funny face or doing something silly.
We made our way back to the hill and it was so surreal to see us all sitting there like one big happy family. Peter and The Ex decided to take a wander, which gave us time to be alone with the kids.
Baby A apparently eats EVERYTHING. It was so cute to see him try and dig into the pack of Walkers crisps.
And i'm sure it was intentional because Baby A was dressed in a "I LOVE MY DADDY" shirt. I couldn't help but feel a little sad as i watched J as he tried to block Baby A from tumbling down the hill. But overall, it was a beautiful day and it ended our visit on a high note.
I found the expression on Baby A's face absolutely classic. He's giving this, "whatdyawaaaant" look at the camera. As if J being the Paparazzi had disturbed him as he was in the process of being fed another crisp. As for me, i can't say it's my best shot, so LOOK AT THE BABY! Quick, look at the baby!
16 June 2009 - Day 5.
Another schedule was made so we could get to the airport on time. We didn't really end up following it because the bus actually left for Dublin at 10.00. Lucky for us we arrived 5 minutes before departure and were able to jump on the bus straight away. On the bus ready for our 3 hour bus ride, sun burnt and just eager to go back home.
We had a few hours to spare in Dublin and so we took time to hunt for souvenirs.
Standing at the crossing waiting to get to the other side of the road. And yes, looking very tired and in need of a brush.
There was this huge pole like structure, i'm not quite sure what it was for but looking up, it looked like it went on for miles.
We crossed the road and you could see how tall it was. I guess it's some kind of meeting point.
With the economy being so bad, any job is better than none. So often in intersections you'd see walking adverts for pubs or restaurants. Which brings me to the end where we thought, no visit to Ireland would be complete without having a Guiness. It would be a shame if we went all the way there and didn't have a pint.
Half an hour to go till our bus left for the airport, we decided to pop into a nearby pub and have a pint. There was some kind of game on t.v where locals sat glued to their pint and their eyes fixated on the rectangular box up ahead.
I wasn't a huge Guinness fan before, in fact i prefer Kilkenny but the bartender said he only had Guinness, so i really had no choice but i wanted to try it anyway. And i'm not sure if it was just me and my taste buds has changed over time but it tasted much better than i remember. It was so much smoother.
If only we had more time, i'm sure we'd sneak in a few more pints.
And this is when i found out that J forgot to drop the key at the reception! Tsk, tsk, tsk. A quick phone call to the hotel apologising and hoping that they wouldn't charge me 25 Euros for taking the key. And did you know Waterford has no postal codes. Strange. So i can only hope Deutsche Post was able to send it and that the hotel received the key in their mailbox.
2 comments:
Baby A is as cute as a button!! I can see the J in him :)
And it is a nice discovery on my end.. with the colourful doors! I felt like commenting on most of the photos... but then I would flood the comment box. haha.
Enjoyed the post!
Yea, he is a cutie with so many expressions to go along with his munchkin-ness.
lol @ wanting to comment on the photos. Well i'll let you know that i've uploaded them in an album in fb, so you're more than welcome to write what you like there... ehehe. Knock yourself out!
Cheers! =)
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