Food. It’s different here in Dublin than it is at home. Arriving at the hotel around 8:30 am after flying overnight, and with no room available yet, we found the restaurant to have a bite to eat. I ask for eggs scrambled well-done with cheddar cheese. What I got was a plate of runny eggs. No, this isn’t working. Then I noticed the milk tasted very different. I decide to forget calories and get a wonderfully flakey croissant with jam. It took two days to find food I liked and after a few days I am now getting use to the taste of milk and other things.
I can’t bring myself to taste black and white pudding. Maybe I’ll work up the courage to do so before I have to leave.
I often say in Florida if you don’t like the weather just wait a while and look out the window and it will be different. Dublin wins hands down on this matter. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s pouring rain. Everyone walks around with rain jackets with hoods and without missing a beat, when it rains, they just reach up and pull the hood over their heads. I think I’m getting the hang of it.
I’m at an amazing hotel, The Morrison. It’s amazing for it’s contemporary decor but more than that, it’s the people we have met here. When traveling as much as I travel, the people who work in hospitality take care of you. I’ve met wonderful people in my travels and the people at The Morrison are so kind and take such great care of us.