It has been 3 months since our return to the states and the only excuse I have for slacking on the blog is the complexity of dealing with post-trip drama/traumas, which by now most of you know about anyway. Let's escape back though to our final week in Ireland. After Randy's hospital discharge, we loaded up the rental car and headed to Wesport for a night, then on to Dublin and our return home. Originally it was supposed to be a grand wrap up to our time in Ireland, but with the stress of dealing with a fiesty toddler, a drugged up, out of commission husband needing more naps then the fiesty toddler, a 13 week hormonal pregnant mama (yes folks, that would be me), a grandma ready for the insanity of it all to be over, and a return flight home from hell, we are lucky we all survived. But we did our best and took in some great city highlights as all tourists should do.
No matter where we went, we just couldn't escape those darn sheep! (A sheep shearing demo in the streets of Wesport.)
The Dublin City Bus Tour atop the double decker bus.
While stuck on the Chicago runway for over two hours, Soren was allowed to play the role of Pilot, which calmed him for about five minutes.
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