Well, we made it.

I’m writing this from my phone, and it’s going to be quick. With possible spelling errors. Tiny keyboard!

It’s possible that I’m a little loopy from lack of sleep, and maybe the fact that I was sick on Saturday. I have barely eaten in 48 hours, and seriously, wtf. Who starts throwing up the day BEFORE they travel? Oh, me. I’m never eating at the 5 Spot in Queen Anne again.

Luckily, I’m much better, and we made it here without incident. I forgot how much I hate airplane food though, so luckily Jeremy doesn’t:) I can’t wait for a shower and a bed. Only 30 more minutes…

Ireland so far: Lovely. And forgiving.