Dublin
Late post! I've been meaning to get around to this but getting set back up in Olympia took precedence. I now have some time on my hands to write about Dublin and hopefully give this blog a sense of completion - not only for my readers but for myself to be able to look back on one day when I'm too old and crippled to even think about visiting France and Ireland again. As my previous post mentioned, we got into Dublin very late at night and there was only one other walk on passenger on the ferry. Once to our hostel we got checked in and after stowing our bags in the smelly basement lockers, made our way to our room to sleep. Some words on the hostel: We stayed in a place called Isaac's Hostel. The main doorway was through an alley, and entered into a large common room with big long tables with bench type seating. When Tawnie and I arrived the common room was packed with mostly young people, but also a smattering of older folks. The majority were European I would assum...