23/9/14 - 23/9/14
This morning we were driven back to Camp to collect Hanz, and put TVHC on a bus back to Belfast. He was probably our most cautious driver yet (apart from Buccas, of course!) - and even he was doing 65 km/h in a 50 zone. The conversation revolved mainly around gaelic football and hurling, very important topics.
Hanz was patiently waiting for us, but he seemed to have shrunk in size, or our suitcases had grown. Serious tetris skills required - and we made it work in the end. We drove to Cashel and stopped for lunch - sandwiches with a side of crisps, of course. Sightseeing today was at the Rock of Cashel, where Belinda demonstrated her prowess at hopping (which was supposedly related to her suitability for marriage).
Next stop, and our final destination for the holiday, was Dublin. We navigated the perils of busy traffic (including plenty of bicycles) and found our way to our apartment. Morris was ridiculously lovely, and the apartment was ridiculously hot. But of course, there was only a heater for making things hotter, and no cooling system available. Sigh.
We made a trip to the shops for supplies, and had a quick drink at Dublin's version of the H-bar before treating ourselves to a Chinese banquet of deliciousness. H-bar provided cocktail and whiskey opportunities after that, and full marks went to the waiter for giving us his Dorito's in the absence of any Tayto's. A very enjoyable evening, capped off with a documentary about bears. Nice one Dublin, nice one!