What a day! It seemed like I had no idea if anyone had tabs on my bag, nor when I’d get it back and since it was time to leave Dublin (and shopping district) I spent a couple hours buying some basics to take with me on the road. Not so fun, but once done, I was off to pick up the car and head for my night at the Castle Leslie Estate. Rainy day and getting used to driving on the left side, I hit the curb and blew a tire. Lucky for me, there was a gas station just to. My right and a kind gentleman (to get milk for his 14-week-old twin boys) changed to the spare, entered a tire shop into my GPS and refused any giftie I tried to foist on him, Larry. Finally made it to the Castle and receiving calls and texts from loved ones and it finally felt like my birthday…7×9!
