Slept in til 1:30. Awesome since we barely slept on the plane. Clinton gave me 10 (yes, 10, goodie-goodie) when we got up, lovely pieces of turquoise jewelry that coordinated with each other. I wore the starfish earrings.
Ate at Foleys - a local pub. I had an Irish breakfast accompanied by a cup of tea - which turned out to be a pot of tea. Yum. I am so back on caffeine for the week. Clinton had the seafood pie - cockles, scallops, etc., yummy, also.
Whoever said Irish food wasn't good obviously didn't appreciate the seafood, the lamb, the sausages - okay, I will concede that black pudding and white pudding are acquired tastes (I like both), but still! If you do your research on the specialties of any area, it makes it easier to root out the tasty dishes. (Yes, Kati, please share this with Doug during one of your torture sessions.)
Took a carriage tour around Dublin past Bono's flat. I can now scout stalking locations. We found a mall here - it's a plaza type deal with streets blocked from cars.
Must go - hard to function without my morning cup of tea...
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