Knowing we’d be rushed to make an early flight, we bought breakfast from a Centra mart last night. So it was porridge and soy milk and scones.
We only had 5 minutes to look for the geocache on the way to the bus, so of course, that’s another D.N.F. for us there. 🙁
Took the Dublin bus to the airport to save 10 euros, vs. taking a faster air coach shuttle or taxi.
The bus was slower, so we were cutting it close time-wise.
This time the Aer Lingus security goons confiscated both my water bottles and patted me down thoroughly, but no complaints from me. I’m always happy to be fondled vs being xrayed.
Why do they hate our freedoms?