On the way to Ireland.

Discovered fosters beer at Stansted airport, Australias most well known exported beer, just not to Aussies.

Rather than having a beer for breakfast we decided to have coffee and hot chocolate instead. As a note, working in a coffee shop and being a barista, I'm appauled to discover their way of making milk is to purposely make bubbles. No smooth creamy milk for England, no froth, just air filled bubbly mill.

After going through a different baggage drop due to having backpacks (which I fail at carrying and is also taller than me by the way) and boarding the Ryanair (read: tiger to the aussies) we were amazed it was choose your own seats. Which for the first time meant we were able to pick and sit together.

Only one hour later to arrive in Dublin, go through the hassle of finding the bus stand (bus stand 16 doesnt not equal 16a, poorly labled) we are now sitting on a bus which will take longer to get to the hostel than the flight to Ireland did.

Plan: Check in, go to Irish pub, get a pub meal, get a pint, and spazzam out at Irish accents.