Josh, on the plane.
First sight of Ireland.
First pints, Bulmers.
And 5 minutes further down the street.
The Bride! This was very late and we were all quite drunk.
Salamanca, a lovey tapas place where we all met for dinner the day after the wedding.
My peeps on Grafton Street, no family discount.
Delicious kebabs from Zaytoon's, highly recommended post pub.
Pints at O'Neil's.
The Guinness Storehouse, completely overrated, even when we were in the mood for touristy schlock. I say wikipedia how beer is made (if you aren't already aware) while you grab a pint somewhere else.
Josh, on a bus, whizzing past Christ Church. We did go in, another day.
First sight of London.
Dr. Laura Miller, my cousin, knows how to show a girl a good time.
Mr. Toby Joe, best dog of the trip!
Pigeon wanted in at Tate Modern.
Josh, pretty much how he looked the whole trip. (Camera to face)
Regent Street Apple Store.
Need I say more?
Our last look at Dublin.
Irish yarn purchased in Dublin at This Is Knit.
My new drop spindle, handmade on the Isle of Wight, with a little wool I purchased to play with, from the Handweaver's Studio in London.
Reddish silk from Habu on a cone, a braid of hand dyed roving, and DK weight Wenslydale in an eggplant color (it just looks black), all from I Knit in Waterloo.
And on our last day Laura taught me how to crochet! She also bought me a wonderful little book, so I practiced all the way home on the plane and was able to complete my very first granny square. Yarn is GGH something or other purchased at Loop solely for the purpose of learning to crochet.
The whole trip my travel knitting was the Clapotis Wrap knit out of a Cascade hand painted sock yarn. I got this far.
I actually ripped out the entire thing tonight. I had started it a little skinny, hoping to get by with one skein, I realized that that wasn't going to happen, so I bought another skein and am starting over, full sized. Why knit it skinny when I now have enough yarn?