A couple years later (when I was probably 15), my dad took us on yet another business trip of his. This time he was going to Prague but we wanted to do a longer, country hopping trip.
Our first stop was Dublin, Ireland. We did not stay here long but I remember it as very green! I remember wanting to come back and go to Trinity College when I graduated highschool. I remember the pubs and the double decker buses and the seemingly outrageous accents! My sister and I took pictures of "cute guys" to bring back home and show our friends and I wore an Ireland soccer jersey around everywhere!