On Thursday we flew through the night, and arrived at Heathrow. That airport is a-MAZE-ing!!!! Whoever designed it is absolutely crazy. There is a waiting area, and you only get told your gate 30-40 mins before boarding....our gate was 78, and, you guessed it! - a 25 min walk to it!!!!! Bizarre! I had a sleep in the waiting area, and Darryl tried, but a couple of minutes after he fell asleep...we got our gate! I was too scared of missing the flight to wait, so woke him...and we raced towards it. We made it in plenty of time...but had to go through security a second time. I would hate to be slow and elderly with this system. In Dublin we finally found our car-hire place, and got sorted. They had a bus to collect the vehicle – it was supposed to be a Yaris, but they upgraded us to a diesel Corolla. Then we had to try and use the GPS to find our B&B...nup...the address doesn't exist! Great! Well, I suppose this IS Ireland! Eventually I rang and got the directions – everything here is navigated via a Pub! It was the 4th house behind a Pub up for sale. Just as we drove in the driveway, a really heavy rain shower came down. The owners of “Pine Lodge” at Brittas could not have been nicer, Margaret and Tony, and the accomodation was terrific. We were so tired, we managed to drink the cuppa that they prepared and then just crashed.
Wow! Green, Green, Green!