Homeward Bound

Over the last few days there really hasn't been much to blog about.  We spent most of our time just lazing around in coffee houses and pubs in both Cork and Dublin.  The weather was often so poor that we couldn't pull ourselves to actually go walking around the city for any worth-while amount of time so we took advantage of the down time.  

About a week ago we had a discussion about going back home.  It seemed to us that we had already seen all of the things that we really wanted to see - things that were on our big list.  We felt that we and spent a good chunk of change on the trip and that spending any more might very well make us resent staying longer.  Jim had gigs he wanted to take, music to write, and missed his dog Shadow very much.  I had tried to line up interviews via phone or Skype for a couple of positions and wanted to get home so I could do it from a trustworthy, dependable internet connection.  Basically, we were getting a bit homesick and missed our bed, our clothing and the luxury of being able to eat healthy whenever we wanted.  And so, in the end we decided to rearrange our flights and return home early.

It is now March 27th and we are back in our house.   The flights were shifted around, fees were charged, and the incessant trip planning was put to a halt.  We packed our bags one last time and left our hotel at 6:00 am yesterday morning.

The flight was a painfully boring 9 hours, not to mention the additional 2-hour delay due to mechanical issues.  Our entertainment system on board also failed numerous times so we couldn't even watch a movie straight through.  But we made it home in one piece and had the best sleep ever last night.

In closing, we enjoyed our adventures very much.  We saw things we never thought we would see in a lifetime and found places we will no doubt return to.  We'll have memories to last us our lifetimes and the 2458 pictures to go with them!  Thank you for following along on our blog. We hope you were able to feel the wind off the Marseille coast and smell the dog dung in the streets of Madrid.