Roman and Nana in Ireland

On Friday, Roman departed for Ireland.  Given the prices of tickets this year, we couldn't fly him directly.  He had a 6 1/2 hour layover in Boston, and Nana had a 3-hour delay due to mechanical issues, which resulted in them losing 1/2 a day of travel.  The good news was that the man at the rental car was really sweet and upgraded them to a BMW, and the Air B & B is really nice.  They are staying in a town called Drogheda.  Drogheda is 30 minutes north of Dublin along the coast.  It is where my ancestors come from.  

After arriving in Dublin, my mom and Roman went straight to the house. It was about 4 p.m. at this point. Then they went into town and went out to dinner. Roman got a pizza, and my mom got soup and brown bread. Next, they went to Tesco to buy some groceries for breakfast. 

Today, they woke up a little late. My mom wasn't feeling so well. She thinks she is dehydrated.  The airlines are cutting corners, and some have started charging for water. She didn't want to pay the fees and didn't drink anything. Eventually, they left the house and headed to Dublin.  Since it was Sunday, a lot was not open, but they walked across the Penny Bridge and up to Grafton Street and O'Connor Street.  They planned to eat at this lovely restaurant owned by this famous boxer, but because my mom wasn't 100 percent sure, they decided to put that off for another night. Next was a visit to a local park, but again, their plans were thwarted due to some event that was going on, and the street getting to the park was blocked off.  They decided to head back to Drogheda and get Roman some spice box.  Don't ask!  It is hard to explain.  It is chicken and fries covered in this spicy gravy.  He said it was really good. 

Stay tuned for more adventures!