OFF TO DUBLIN, IRELAND!
We were up EARLY today since we had an EARLY flight to Dublin, Ireland! Mike had been wrestling with his roots since arriving in Scotland. With the last name of Murry, without an A, research had told him he could be either Scottish or Irish. Since he has wanted NO PART of wearing a kilt and has had NO fondness whatsoever to bagpipe music, he has felt deep inside that he was, indeed, Irish! So when we landed in Dublin he felt like the signs were meant for only him! We picked up our luggage at baggage claim (that we had to PAY FOR TO CHECK, much to John’s dismay) and had to walk a zillion miles to the Uber pickup lot! Our Uber driver dropped us off at Ferryman Pub, which looked great but only served drinks and no food. And we were hungry! So we walked down a block to Dockers Pub and it was high time to say “Slainte”! John read the check-in directions for our Airbnb and discovered that we would have to walk 15-20 minutes from the Airbnb to pick up the condo ke...