Today, today...

As with all international travel, the long day that began Saturday morning is finally ending...yes! Bedtime!  But before I close my eyes at the unheard-of hour of 8:27 pm (it's still quite light out), a bit about The Longest Day.
To begin things, my suitcase weighed 64 pounds, and so Dad and George were dispatched home to find a duffle, which they accomplished with admirable efficiency (they brought me two choices).  Thanks!
I then departed, with only a few tears (the security agent was a bit embarrassed).
A huge blessing of the day was meeting up with Megan, and later with Brenna, two girls on my program also arriving a day early.  It was lovely to have someone to talk to, and someone to keep me from getting lost on the way into Dublin.
Blessing two:  Gorgeous weather!! Blue skies, lost of sun, and about 70 in the afternoon (or about 20, if you like Celsius, which they do over here). We explored for a good part of the day, trying to keep ourselves awake.

Today I have learned:
What a "bap" is.  Anyone else?
That "The Spire" is actually a dangerous structure designed to rid us of our wallets.
That I cannot manage an Irish accent.  Going to wait awhile before I try again.
That I can't form very coherent sentences on two hour of sleep, but
That God is here too, even when it's all unfamiliar.
(Well, there are three McDonalds around the corner...)

Off to dream of wheelbarrows on streets broad and narrow!