This time... to Ireland.
I've never been to Ireland. We have a big office there. Lots of people from work go there. I've been to Scotland and Iceland, which is near there. And people at work have told me I should go there. And strangely enough, I've never had the desire or the remotest idea that I should go. Until now. For work.
I am going with two other people from work - we will call them Lilly and Wayne, just for grins. Anyway, Wayne decided it would be a good idea to take out spouses and Lilly decided to bring her 7-year-old daughter in addition to her husband.
We will spend the weekend touring and while Wayne, Lilly and I are working on Monday, our families can do more touring.
And so this afternoon, we flew out of Logan and landed in Dublin. We were picked up by 3 separate executive limos, courtesy of work, and deposited at the Shelbourne right across from St. Stephen's Green. So far, I do not know what to think other than:
- Ireland looks sorta like England. Kinda.
- The hotel is small - typical European Style boutique hotel. Small.
We did end up getting a pretty good introduction by our driver as he took us through the streets. Turns out that our hotel was where the original Irish Constitution was signed. And we drove by Trinity College where the Book of Kells is on display (and which I must, of course, see at cost), and the spire, which was the site of a blow up of something else (can't remember) by the IRA back in 1993 or something.
Anyway... we landed on what should be the same night but since since Ireland is 5 hours ahead, we landed at 5:30am on Saturday morning.
I am tired.
I must sleep.
We are meeting at noon to find food.
Sleep sleep sleep...