This morning we returned the car — no extra charges, surprisingly — and arrived at the airport too early to check out baggage. We sat near the check-in counter until we could check-in and then found seating near our gate.
We had a very expensive breakfast — close to $60 and then Clare and I looked at shops while Dean and Andrew did something else. Before Clare and I were finished looking at too expensive trinkets, Dean told us that our gate was changed. I said we’d be along shortly and he and Andrew went back to the old gate to wait for us. When we decided we were done shopping, we went to the gate but didn’t see them. I wasn’t sure if they were going back to the gate or if they were going to the new gate. Anyway, we had some high family drama when we finally did meet up — them blaming us and us blaming them.
By the time we boarded the plane we’d recovered from the drama. We were disappointed to see that the plane was an older model and didn’t have the monitors in the seatbacks, but overhead.
Dinner was ok. The movie was sophomoric. The flight seemed long.
But we’d just had a wonderful family trip to a country I’d wanted to visit since I’d been there last. Each of us brought back memories we’ll keep with us all our lives and it bonded us together more than we could have hoped.
I’d love to go back someday, but even if I never step foot on Irish soil again I can look back on this trip.