We began the day in Scotland and ended it in Ireland.
Spent the am in the Scotland Museum (for free!) where Michael practiced driving a Formula One car, we all tested our response times (Dave was the quickest and Edie was an absolute slug), learned a lot about brutal Scottish history, and even saw Dolly the cloned sheep (she's stuffed now). Had a light lunch and split for the airport which was a little tense.
We were flying Ryanair, which is very no frills and strict weight rules. We all made the cut! There was a little drama because the young woman who checked us in didn't stamp our visas, but as hard as it may be for you all to believe this...we kept our cool and got it all done...after a few scampers up and down the stairs and through some lines, etc.
Then the fun begins....Michael is learning to drive on the wrong side of the road. He forgets sometimes but he has told us not to worry because he purchased extra collision insurance. It is more than a bit odd to watch cars hurl themselves at us from the opposite side of the road.
At the airport we noticed the headline on the newspaper that Muhammed Ali was going to be in the same little town as we were staying in. There are posters all over town and the windows have displays with boxing gloves, posters, etc. It seems he has returned to the town of his great great grandfather. Who knew he was Irish? Could it be he was Cassius O'Clay? Or Muhammad O'Malley Ali?
We love our hotel and the dinner at The Townhall restaurant in the hotel was Fabulous! The guys had medallions of beef, Sabrina had cod with crab claws and Edie had local lamb. And of course Michael and Edie had desserts because Dave and Sabrina don't like sweets, ha ha1 Oh and Michael said to tell you that he ran 10 miles today...Irish miles.
That's it for now. Oh and could you leave comments, we have a wager and Michael and Sabrina are way out ahead.