Dublin fun

It hasn't rained in Dublin for eight weeks which, in Dublin terms, is a drought. I came here for a wedding and stayed for the beer.

Normally I post photos but I only have my tablet and can't load into it. But once I'm back, I will post a bunch of cool pictures.

Our next stop will be Glasgow, Scotland to visit with my wife's sister. It should be interesting--her husband, a man who thinks he knows everything--once told me that one can only get to Coney Island by boat. I was born and raised in Brooklyn and have biked, walked, and  driven to Coney Island thousands of times. It's a freaking peninsula.

Dublin's sounds are like those of the Big Apple: police (Garda) sirens and traffic noise. But the sounds of the night in Bloom's Hotel are the party sounds of Irish music,  rowdy drunks, and the occasional splash of vomit hitting cobblestone. 

Seagulls from the river Liffey wake us up every morning with their bird version of "Reveille."

In a strange way,  the gulls remind me of Coney Island,  which is still a peninsula.

Well, my wife is sound asleep and it's only 5 p.m. but we're still on ET even though we've been here for three days.

I suspect the blog formatting and background will differ from my normal one but I will change it once I'm home.