I am hopeless!

Hello everyone,

I landed in Dublin without any problems, but I have discovered that I am hopeless! I cannot seem to assemble the phone I purchased this morning so I will have to go back to the hotel to see if I can put it together. I also keep falling asleep. I fell asleep on the plane. I fell asleep on the local bus into town. I fell alseep on a tour bus. I think it may have something to do with the fact that I never took a rest when I landed here so I have been running on and off for about 48 hours. I am waiting to see the Ukrainaine vs Italy game, but not too sure whether I can catch it back at my snazzy hotel.

The interior is quite beautiful, but I know the website has some lovely pictures.

















Remember how I said I kept falling asleep. Well I awoke and saw several young people getting off so I hopped off the bus. The bus driver was actually quite nice, because I didn't have any coins and he let me drive for free. It took me a few moments to realize I was wandering aimlessly in the Dublin ghetto searching for a place to eat. I stopped at the Irish Life Centre. I am still confused what they actually do at the centre, but the fountain was interesting.





Remember how I said I fell asleep during the tour, well it happend twice! The first time I thought the man said for everyone to get off here for the National Library and National Museum. Yeah, it was neither - the stop was for Trinity College. LOL. It's very relaxing, because they have wooden benches around the whole field and you can watch the boys playing soccer or people just laying about. Trinity actually reminds me of St. George, U of T.





They even have small little gardens for you to stroll in between classes. There is a Book of Kells exhibition going on at the moment, but I thought I would catch it when I actually stay in Trinity next Saturday.









I like how all road and pedestrian signs are in English and Galiec.








The ever so enlightend one decided to stand up on a moving double decker bus to take this photo of Oscar Wilde's first home. I later decided not to take any more photos on the tour just in case I was silly enough to try that again or lean over the bars for a better shot.