Once I had my wallet firmly in hand, we had a fairly uneventful set of flights to Dublin. The only items that really stood out were that Aer Lingus doesn't offer free beer and wine service on their transatlantic flights (what?!?) and a 7 hour layover in Dublin is some kind of hell. It doesn't matter that it's perfectly acceptable to order a Guinness at 6 AM or that they have a full Irish breakfast for 10 €, we are in IRELAND, but not. Wah,wah,wah. We can see it through the windows. It's right there. But out of our reach. It's like cooking a nice, juicy steak but you have to wait that 10 minute resting period before you dig in. So frustrating.
Our customs officer in Ireland was the nicest gent I've encountered in the profession, when he heard we were flying Ryanair to Scotland later in the day he gave us tips to avoid making a mistake with their boarding passes, they must be stamped at the visa counter first or you'll be turned away at the gate. THANKS customs dude.
The Dublin airport is small and there are a lot of couches around with other passengers like us, sprawled out and trying to catch a few winks. We caught about ten.
Another note on the airport. There is a HUGE mall past security. Lots of shopping and eating. We even found an outdoor smoking area/bar and it waws SUNNY. No, we don't smoke, but it's a lovely place to catch some sun all the same. Just wish we hadn't waited several hours before passing through security.
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