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| So, my brother Ben here is wondering whether there are any more like you at home. |
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| Please Mister, help us solve our terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad travel problem. (Note: this is a clever reference to a children's book.) |
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| (type type type type type type type type) |
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| You fixed it? Really?? You are the smartest, best, and nicest travel helper in all of Ireland!! |
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| You know, they say that Golden Retrievers and Irish Setters make cute puppies. |
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| Are you my mother? (Note: to get this clever allusion, you must view the blog entry "It's a Wonderful Dog's Life with apologies to Frank" and the children's book of the same name.) |
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| Ben, maybe we could use this to train our humans... |
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| Look, if you are going to be on this blog, you need to learn to emote. You seem so...wooden. |
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| Tucker, does this collar make me look fat? |
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| Stargazing behind Smock Alley Theatre... |
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| We couldn't leave Dublin without a visit. |
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| Maybe something deliciously savory like Courgette and Almond Soup or Smoked Salmon, Basil, and Ginger Tart... |
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| ...or maybe... |
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| ...a little something... |
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| SWEET! |
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| Did you say Strawberry Rhubarb Crumble? |
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| We think we're in love. |
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| Oh, Jerry, why do you torture us? |
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| You can be so cruel. |
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| And a little tea would be so nice right now... |
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| How we misjudged you! |
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| Ahhhhhhh.... |
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| Goodbye, Four Courts... |
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| Goodbye, St. Audoen's... |
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| Goodbye, St. Michan's... |
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| Goodbye, St. Michael's... |
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| Goodbye, Christchurch... |
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| Go raibh míle maith agat, Mr. Staycity! |
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| Our favorite. |
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| Hangin' around Dublin Castle |
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| What do they mean, no football? |
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| Beautiful |
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| Oh, Veronica. |
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| You never were. |
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| Hello, Dean Swift! |
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| ...just about there... |
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| Aha! |
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| Another favorite! |
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| mmmm...cod... |
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| Sorry, guys...nach bhfuil muid ag madraí freastal anseo. |
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| May you marry in haste and repent at leisure. |
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| Let's try this place... |
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| Ben, why do they call it Stag's Head? |
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| Oh. |
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| Ah, for opposable thumbs... |
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| We love Gary...but what about those pints? |
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| That Jerry... |
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| ...does he think he is being funny? |
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| Harsh. Guess we have to get our own... |
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| We hate the rounded edge. |
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| Tucker, you said we could get served from here. |
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| I suggest we try this. |
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| Sorry, guys...nach bhfuil muid ag madraí freastal anseo. |
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| May your pipe never smoke and your teapot be broke. |
