Dublahn

At least, that's how the French pronounce it. Either way, we went there...after quite the long trek. After the smoothness of our last two voyages, I suppose it was time for a complete disaster. We got to the Edinburgh airport, all checked-in, only to find after two hours that there was some major damage to the main runway, and they would have to reroute us to the Glasgow airport. Fortunately we weren't flying on ryanair et who had simply cancelled all of their flights.
Aerlingus was kind enough to bus us over to Glasgow where we proceeded to wait until 10:50 to get a flight to dublin. our original flight was scheduled for 3pm. It couldve been much worse, and despite the delay, we quite enjoyed our time in the airport/on the bus -- played a little cards on the airport floor (which became a trend since from here on out, all of our flights were delayed), took a nap or too, relaxing like vacation should be.
In dublin, we got to the Dublin City Bunkhouse...our least favorite hostel of the trip, only due to the fact that their laundry machines were pieces of poo and wouldnt work...so we had to hand wash....and then their dryers didnt work either so we had to wake up early and take everything to a laundromat to be dried....where the staff(who dried it themselves, it wasnt self-serve) lost myyyyy (quite expensive) jeanssss >< my only pair of pants on the trip. wonderful. anyways, that was the low of our trip.

Besides that (and the hostel i had to stay at the second night because i booked at a different time...oh how that hostel was sketchville), dublin was quite nice. We took a "Hop-on, Hop-off" bus tour with great irish tour guides, saw Trinity College, went to the Guinness factory and did the whole shebang, went to the Jameson factory and watched Tori do a whisky tasting, explored the local polish grocery store, and then enjoyed a bit of Irish night life. Ah, the Irish, they are friendly. It was a good time.