Rain, rain, rain

As our tour bus driver said today: "Sometimes it rains in Dublin only twice a week; once the first three days of the week and then again the last four days of the week." I'm officially sick of rain.

It's been a few days since I've been able to get to a computer. We shopped until we literally dropped on the 27th, ate lovely pub food of stuffed chicken and roasted ham with parsnip gravy at O'Neill's, took a tour around the city on the 28th and ate fish 'n chips from Leo Burdocks, and toured the city some more today and leisurely strolled through the Guiness Storehouse, where we ate Guiness soaked cod and Guiness soaked bacon. Mmmm. No, I didn't drink my free pint, but someone special was happy to take it off my hands. I'm starting to think that by the end of this trip, I'll have more to say about food than of culture.

Tomorrow we're going to try and get tickets to a day tour of County Wicklow's lakes and gardens. Should be a beautiful trip, unless it pours like hell again, then we'll just be a couple of soaked and slightly less happy tourists. Sunday is The Frames concert at Vicar Street (wooooo!!), but we plan to head to some museums earlier in the day.

As far as shopping goes, I'm delighted to say that I've found a beautiful green coat that I have dubbed, The Consolation Prize. (see The One That Got Away) It was my victory find from the Boxing Day sales. Pictures to come soon!