The End.
It takes 28 hours, 45 minutes, and 7 seconds to get from the door of my flat in Dublin to the door of my house in Utah. Or at least that's how long it took me. Starting at 4am yesterday, I caught a bus to the Dublin airport. After some waiting, a flight to New York, more waiting, another flight, and a car ride, I'm home.
A few highlights:
• I had to swap my sneakers for my steel-toed shoes at the check-in counter because my bag was .6 kilograms over the 32 kilo limit (70 pounds).
• Upon arriving in the U.S., I embraced my narrow, green currency with its beautiful exchange rate of exactly 1 to 1.
• The first thing I bought was the year-in-review issue of Entertainment Weekly and the USA Today. Less than 2 hours later, I felt mostly reacquainted with American pop culture and current events.
Once I get my film developed, more pictures will make their way into my Europe photo gallery. I'll make note of that here when it happens. For now, this is the end of the road.
Thanks for reading.
Comments
Oh, whiskey--it's the divil. It's led you astray--over hills, and mountains, and now--low and behold--to Amerikay. Ryan! What will we still in Dublin do without God's Gift to Women? What will you do now that you can no longer use a real ID to purchase alcohol in bars? What will I do now that the dollar will only buy you 80 cent worth of euro? Come back, Ryan Greenberg! Come back!
Posted by: Bridget | December 28, 2003 6:14 AM