Wet, damp, soaken, dribbly, misty...

Well, Ireland surely has lived up to it's reputation of being lush and green, which means it's wet a lot of the time. We landed in Dublin on Wednesday morning to cloudy skies, picked up our rental car and and promptly drove straight through the city, which was either ballsy or rather crazy decision. Probably both. We were hopelessly lost a few times, but managed to get ourselves through the city without any problem.

No rain yet.

We drove south, going through roundabouts, reminding Charlie to stay to the left, to the left, no the OTHER left, hoping to each lunch at the great cafe that has a tree growing in the middle of the dining room. We found the town of Kilpedder with no problem, but finding the street was another story. We drove all the way through Kilpedder (about 800 meters) and found ourselves right back at the edge of the highway we had just gotten off of. Well, this is no problem, we'll just ask someone for directions! So, we park in between a pub and a convenience store and wander into the convenience store to ask for directions. (Note: We have no cash, we're jet-lagged and have been driving for about 1.5 hours. And we look awesome, ie rumpled and confused.)

After buying 10 euros of candy, soda and bananas, we ask the clerk for directions to Tinna Park. They look at us with a puzzled look. We try again, asking for directions to Marc Michel's. "OOOOOOh, yes...well, you're right close to it, but you can't get there from here."

Ok. How do we get there?

Here's where we received our first set of directions that had us absolutely confused, but we tried hard to listen anyway. "Get back on the motorway, and at the roundabout, head towards Dublin. Then, at the second roundabout, head towards Wexford (the opposite direction). Then, you'll pass this store, but you'll be on the other side of the road. Then, a little ways down, get off the motorway, then get back on, but coming back here. The road you're looking for is just on the other side of this pub here."

About 30 minutes later, we are sitting in our car, on the other side of the same pub, down a dirt road, reading a sign that says that the cafe is temporarily closed because the county government says that they need better access. I'll say so!

So, we go back to the same convenience shop, the clerk sends us on to a pub "just down the road" and we're off again.

Still no rain yet.