Published: August 24th 2012August 24th 2012
I wish we were migrating instead of flying!
Marathon day. Thank goodness for wives. If it weren't for the better half, I would be lost.
The itinerary is planned, the bags are packed. None of this was me. I will be the navigator, the baggage carrier, the photographer. She will be the one to keep us organized, and I will be the rock of Gibraltor. She better stay close. I have the phone. How come no one has come up with texting from a public phone? In case she gets lost, she has to hightail it to the hotel. This is how it is planned. We are prepared for every potential, from losing our passports to being lost. lol
First stop Ireland. ( Dublin ) to be exact. 6 hour flight to Heathrow UK then a short hop to Dublin.