today we were super touristy. We woke up, had breakfast, and caught a bus to Kilmainham Gaol which is a very old church that was very important in terms of prison reform and in Dublin's history. It's one of Linda's favorite places in Ireland so she did a great job supplementing our tour guide and pointing out fun facts about the Gaol-she kept referencing the Michael Collins DVD that Ferarra gave us to watch before Ireland in our "free time". uhhhh what free time are you talking about?
From the jail, we started walking to Christ Church, but before we got there stopped into a really beautiful catholic church. Not exactly sure what the significance was, but it sure was pretty. We got to Christ church, walked around, took pictures, blah blah blah we're tourists and then realized how hungry we were and went out in search of lunch. Linda suggested Queen of Tarts where Erica and I split a butternut squash, feta, and spinach tart and fatty over here (that's me) had a DELICIOUS chocolate pear tart. Probably like 8 million calories, but seriously worth it.
Went back to the hostel to grab our stuff and caught a bus to Howth (pronounced hoe-th) where i promptly passed out for about 45 minutes. I woke up when I dreamed I heard someone say "someone wake up Gabi" SURPRISE i wasn't dreaming. Actually asleep. go figure. Once off the bus, we were greeted with the most gorgeous views of green grass and misty coastline. We took a short walk to the top of the mountain? (hill? Cliff? I’m not really sure) and started our cliff walk down. I personally thought the trail we were on was pretty steep, although Dr. Ferrara told me otherwise. Sorry Ferarra, not everyone hiked on everest-it’s a perspective thing. After slipping and sliding down the trail I changed out of my Uggs and into my Nikes and had a slightly better time keeping my footing, although Dan had to hold on to me a little bit when we went down hills. I blame my lack of balance to my bum leg.
After we got to the bottom, we took a short (ish) stroll to the city of Howth where we watched the seals for a while, took about six hundred more pictures, I lost the game (for the first time in 3 days), took more pictures, and then went to the Bloody Stream for dinner. Sounds unappetizing, but I finally had fish and chips that rivaled the Salmon Bake in Alaska annnnd it was wrapped in newspaper. Hooray! We took the bus back and ended up being super cool and playing spoons then calling it a night since the bus was coming at 6:15 to begin our trek to north Ireland!
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