From Dublin to Bushmills

Today, I'm exhausted. Poor me, right?!? All this international travel has worn me out. Yeah, I know you feel sorry for me. Nonetheless, I'm exhausted, so forgive any ramblings below that don't make sense.

After a hearty breakfast, we headed back to the Dublin airport to pick up our rental car. There were some rental car places in town, but the ones at the airport seemed to be more accustomed to picking up in one location and dropping off in another, especially since we are leaving the car in a different country. Just let me say, I hate the rental car process. It's never simple, and it's so tough to tell what you really need and what they're trying to upsell you on just to make extra money. A fee for this, a fee for that. But, once that was over and done with, we were on our way from Dublin, Ireland to Bushmills, Northern Ireland (UK).

Scott had driven on the "wrong" side of the road on the "wrong" side of the car when we were in New Zealand, so it was relatively easy for him to pick up again. We got an automatic because shifting gears with the "wrong" hand was just one too many elements to add to our navigation. I'm sure he could have done it, but why bother when you don't have to. There are a lot of roundabouts here. Practically every intersection on our route was a roundabout. They're easy once you get used to them, but at first going the "wrong" way and yielding to the right can mess with your head.

Anyway, we could have made it here in under 3 hours if we'd taken the quickest route via highway for more of the trip, but we wanted to explore the countryside a bit and try to find a church that was just off the road we were taken where some of my distant relatives were married, buried, etc. Dilworth, Cross, Hazelton (and various related spellings). It's St. Andrew's Church (Church of Ireland) near the town of Moy in a small community called Killyman. We actually found it rather easily and fortunately just after a wedding had concluded. There were a few folks there packing up lingering decorations and the bridesmaid bouquets. I thought it was rather odd to have a wedding ceremony in the middle of the day on a Thursday, but I don't know the customs here.

So, the route we took (which would have been approx. 3 hours without any stops) became a 5 or 6 hour journey after we stopped for lunch, got cash at an ATM (the currency changed when we crossed the country line), took a detour to the church, took some photos, etc. It was a pleasurable trip, but now I'm exhausted. Not to mention the past 3 days of walking in Dublin. I think we tallied almost 15 miles.

As expected, we saw lots of sheep (and cows) once we got into the country. I don't have any photos yet, but I'm sure we'll manage a couple in the next few days...although I never managed to take a stellar photo of any sheep while in New Zealand.

We're staying at Bushmills Inn for the next couple of nights. It's a very nice hotel with structures (the old coach house and stables) dating back to 1608. Our room is very large yet homey, there are cozy reading nooks down the halls, a fine dining restaurant downstairs and plenty of amenities--including the room service that I'm so glad to have tonight otherwise it might be a feast of gummie bears and Dr. Pepper because I don't have enough energy to make it out to even the most low-key restaurant tonight. You may notice the American flag flying over the restaurant in the photograph to the right. I asked the receptionist why that was and she said they rotate it out and try to fly the flag of the home country of the guest that flew the farthest. Not sure if that's us or not as there's at least one other American couple here as we heard their voices in the lobby after their round of golf.

So, with that tidbit, we're off to look at the room service menu. :-)