Posting From Dublin

Hello. I'm in my brother John's lovely warm house in Dublin. It's just Eric, me, and John; Geraldine and the girls are still at her parents' house. We head home to California tomorrow. It's always hard to leave, but it has been a lovely trip. Everyone is happy and healthy and the kids are great and cuter than ever (tune in tomorrow for a video of my niece Lauryn that will melt your heart.)

Today was supposed to be the day we went into downtown Dublin, and visited Grafton Street, O'Connell Street, Temple Bar, and all that. Instead we woke up at noon; last night was a late night. (Ten years ago, that would have meant out on the town hitting all the clubs, but now it means playing several rounds of Scene It? on John's XBox 360, and then watching Extras Christmas Special and Casino Royale. The joys of late 30s/early 40s partying!)

So today we did the Guinness Brewery tour. It was great. Plus - free pint!

And now - Kaylin and Chloe, the best little Galvins in all of Dublin.

Comments

[Suz]

They are so cute!
Have a safe trip home. Hope to see you next weekend if you two are around.
Suz

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