Well, we have reached the Waterside
House in Donabate, a little village about 20 miles north of Dublin, a
modest 39.75 hours since we walked out the gate at home. This
comprised a ferry ride and three hours waiting in Auckland, an 11
hour flight to Hong Kong, another three hour stop over, 12 hours to
Heathrow followed by yet another three hour layover and then a short trip
to Dublin. We added to the time by getting lost a few times, as the GPS wasn't that helpful at times.
The Hong Kong to Heathrow trip was on a
Cathay Boeing 777, the same type that Air NZ used, but a bit longer and a
bit older. The result was that there was better seating
accommodation, but 12 hours in a long metal can is is a challenge.
The meals and service were great and I think they exceeded Air NZ standard.
The bunny hop from Heathrow to Dublin
wasn't long enough for the trolley dollies to feed everyone, and they
didn't do very many as you had to pay for everything.
We picked up a rental car which turned
out to be a diesel powered manual Volvo. It took quite a while for
me to figure out how to release the handbrake and I just couldn't
find out how to turn on the headlights for quite some time. (I
remember that Volvos always had their lights on but that doesn't seem
to be the case today.) Only when we finally reached the hotel did I
discover that it had a six speed gear box.
Luckily we got to the hotel in semi
daylight. We have toured quite a bit of the Donabate area. It's
very green, and a bit muddy, with skinny roads and speed bumps about every 200 yards in
the 50kph area. Luckily they aren't as high as the ones on Wacky
Island, so you can hit them at 50k, besides a rental car can travel
over most things.
It was only 11C and rain in Heathrow
and three hours later, at 7:30PM, it was a cool 12C in Dublin. It looks like
our thermals will get a workout.
Now for a decent shower and a good
night's sleep, provided the noisy buggers down the hall shut up.
There has been a wedding here in the hotel today and the residue are
still in a party mood.
Donabate! I remember it well - as a youngster we would drive out there to the strand and have a picnic with double plate primus stove. Fried sausages and a pot of tea and bread. Donabate strand was a favourite place for our family to go swimming as it was a safe beach for youngsters. When the Irish get in a party mood (especially after a wedding or funeral) you can be sure that the noise will go on for a LONG time. Never heard of a Volvo with lights on. But there again never heard of a 6 gear one either. Slainte
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