Merrin and I woke up this morning at Hotel du Cap - Eden - Roc, our luxury digs in the South of France. We finished our last minute packing and got pedicures at the hotel spa before heading to the airport. When we arrived, we proceeded to lug our (oversized and overweight) bags through the check in line for 30 minutes, only to arrive at the check-in counter to discover that Merrin was not in fact, on the flight. She quickly whipped out her IPad (used solely for Facebook and Words with Friends up until this point) to shame the customer service representative with her confirmation email. But Merrin was the one who walked away ashamed. Alas, she had booked a ticket for the same flight one week earlier. And to quote the baffled traveler herself, "Damn it! No wonder my flight disappeared from Trip It last week."
Luckily she was still able to book a seat on the flight, and it only cost 400 euro and another 60 in oversized luggage fees! One security check, escalator ride, long line and sweaty bus ride later, we got to the plane.
Upon our arrival to Dublin, we hailed a cab and were greeted by Ireland's Number One Fan - To'mas. First of all, he was obsessed with profanities and obscenities of all kinds, but his favorite of all was "fuck" (sorry Mom!) He used it in every sentence, as an adjective, adverb, noun and verb, easily comparable to the way obnoxious American teenage girls use "like." Despite his crude language, he gave us some great tips on things to do and pubs to visit in his native land.
We got to the hostel, checked in, and had to lug our suitcases up 5 flights of stairs because conveniently, the elevator had just broken moments before we arrived. We finally got up to our room, and by room I mean jail cell... Because it is literally the size of a cell - and it is difficult for Merrin and I to stand at the same time without bumping into each other. Truly it was the size of a small walk in closet. I hope we make it through the next four days here without a bed bug infestation.
xo
Kelley
Luckily she was still able to book a seat on the flight, and it only cost 400 euro and another 60 in oversized luggage fees! One security check, escalator ride, long line and sweaty bus ride later, we got to the plane.
Upon our arrival to Dublin, we hailed a cab and were greeted by Ireland's Number One Fan - To'mas. First of all, he was obsessed with profanities and obscenities of all kinds, but his favorite of all was "fuck" (sorry Mom!) He used it in every sentence, as an adjective, adverb, noun and verb, easily comparable to the way obnoxious American teenage girls use "like." Despite his crude language, he gave us some great tips on things to do and pubs to visit in his native land.
We got to the hostel, checked in, and had to lug our suitcases up 5 flights of stairs because conveniently, the elevator had just broken moments before we arrived. We finally got up to our room, and by room I mean jail cell... Because it is literally the size of a cell - and it is difficult for Merrin and I to stand at the same time without bumping into each other. Truly it was the size of a small walk in closet. I hope we make it through the next four days here without a bed bug infestation.
xo
Kelley
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