Alive, alive-oh

Hi! This post is costing me 40,000 euros! Or something like that. It would cost me even more to take the time to send threatening emails to the people (besides Brandon) who were going to do guest posts for me. Which they probably knew when they said "Sure, no problem, go ahead, we'll take care of the place for you."

You are all off my petsitting list.

Anyway, here I am back in Dublin. This photo is taken in front of the bronze statue of Molly Malone on Grafton Street. We were on our way to supper yesterday evening, which we found at a place called Apache Pizza (I just couldn't take one more pub meal of "roast joint"). Patrick described it as American Indian themed Italian American food cooked by Irish Southeast Asians. Which pretty much sums up Dublin.

I wanted to pop in and let those of you who haven't figured it out know that the trip diary is over over here. Pop in. Say hi. Send money.

Here is what I ran into the other morning on the square in Waterford City. It was possibly the happiest moment of my life.



Couldn't escape if I wanted to. Having a wonderful time. See you back on the other side later this week.