Dublin!

We're here. We haven't seen or done anything yet, but we're here. In Ireland, you can't buy Dramamine, but you can buy some similar product called Kwellis which basically makes you feel drunk for 6-8 hours. But at least you don't get sick on the 3 hour bus ride.

Through either serendipidity or good planning (let's face it, it's the former), we got a hostel right next to the bus station, so we only had to walk a block with our heavy stuff, rather than 2 miles (uphill, barefoot, in snow). Dublin looks pretty, not as idyllic as Edinburgh (but then again, neither is a snow globe), but way less rough around the edges than Belfast. Also, there are other Americans here! Yay!

Will write back tomorrow when (hopefully) I'll have something interesting to say. We're probably going to spend part of the day stalking Oscar Wilde (we know he's dead, but really, why would that stop us?).