Recently, our family was able to visit Ireland. We had flight credit left over from when flights were cancelled, and we lived in Hungary due to the global pandemic. Combine that with a brother who lives in Dublin for a few years, and it meant we really needed to go! (Free flights & free lodging = Yes, please!)
It was awesome (full stop). So much could be said, but I will summarize each day with a poem and a single picture. Here’s Day 1 (It gets better, promise)…
All packed for a family vacation
(Though down one, we missed while at camp)
Embarking to Emerald Island
Sending ourselves instead of a stamp
Reminded at every terminal
Of two centuries and a half
Examined and prodded with smiling critique
By well-mannered airport-ish staff
Very soon, the strong winged portal
Will whisk us to our destination
Like ancient magic, our family moves
With speed and yet still limitation
They say to us, “Buckle for safety”
When turbulent winds may appear
What do they think we’ve been doing
Each moment of our journey here?
Relinquishing all control fully
We go where we all will be taken
Landing on waking, in Dublin
Unless our pilot is mistaken
words from wick 