last thursday:

wake up super early.
put contacts into eyes which want to reject them.
forcefeed myself oatmeal that olive or paul has made.
decide how to layer for dublin weather that could rain/hail/be sunny/be windy.
get dropped off at train station in ennis.
get on train to limerick.
every car is taken up by a school trip. (freckle faced irish children chattering is the cutest, but not before i've had coffee.)
ipod dies after 30 mins. (forgot my charger cause i packed while drinking the night before i left.)
switch trains at limerick for dublin.
all the announcements are in irish first, then english. (this was not the case in 1998.)
watch the cows, horses, green fields, rolling hills, all the stuff that makes ireland "the emerald isle" fly past my train window.
wander around for 6 hours in dublin, getting lost, people watching, taking photos, playing tourist.
got lost on way to jameson plant and ended up in a dodgy area on a hill above the courts. gave up and skipped it.