A Day Out

We're back in Dublin for a week, staying at my aunt's house. She's so good with Mr Baby (and so are my cousins and my uncle...what a gift). The second day we were here she took care of Mr. Baby all day long. All Day Long!! Amazing.

We went to see some great art, particularly the work of Ms Riven Neuenswander.



We both took wishes from this great exhibition where you were invited to take someone else's wish that was printed on a ribbon and tie it around your wrist. Mine was "I wish I could live without fear." India's was "I wish 1. to know my next step 2. to pay my debts 3. to be in love."

Then we had lunch at Avoca which I loved but which made my sweetie grumpy. She thought it was an old lady shop. I took lots of photos of her and then she cheered up.

We walked around downtown Dublin for a couple of hours, looking for shoes and clothes, but settling on a guidebook for Barcelona and a Spanish-English dictionary. Then we got back in our car and attempted to navigate the streets of town, where we were faced with traffic and lots of one way streets. It was all good though, after asking several sets of people for directions, including a taxi driver, a gas station attendant, a couple of people on the street...we made it to the village of Ranalegh where we had Kir Royales at a place called Cinnamon. It was a great day. When we got home, the little one was sound asleep in his dinosaur pajamas.



Thank you auntie b!