Getting There

Marcus and I are on our way to Brussels. We flew into Dublin this morning and spent the day walking, cheap sight-seeing and eating. I can finally believe that I'm about to embark on a European adventure. I have the tangible effects of jet lag to prove it. I had a bout of it right off the plane, but I sucked it up to explore Dublin's city center. The wave of jet lag hit me again in the afternoon and I about fell asleep on the tram ride back to our hotel.

 

Aside from my sleep-deprivation (I can't remember the last time I pulled an all-nighter... and yet I call myself a college student? I know.), my little time in Dublin has been great. I've accepted my tourist tendencies by keeping my camera ready in one hand and a map in the other. Dublin is gorgeous, even with lots of rain. The residents are friendly, there's green all around and just as many pubs as people.

 

We're off to Brussels tomorrow evening. I seriously hope that Ryan Air doesn't strictly enforce the 15kg weight for checked bags... too many shoes.