Yesterday it accomplished one month since I left Dublin. Actually, I was supposed to leave the day before, but know what... I missed the flight 🙄
It should happen to me someday as I am always (always) in a hurry when going to take a plane, but it had to happen exactly the day that I longed to get home and hug Mr. Flaco. This time I was in time, I promise!! 🙏 But the queue of the control was endless and slow and the security lady passed my luggage twice (all because of an Irish cheese apparently suspicious). It was very stressing and frustrating at the beginning, but I arrived home anyway and I ended up adding a new '1st time experience' in my life: sleeping in the airport to get the earliest flight of the following day.
I wanted to share one of the last memories in Dublin but the last day was such a mix of emotions that even if I went out with the camera to take some pictures of the city, I couldn't, even one. So here you have one taken the past year. The Ha'penny's Bridge in a sunny weekend day 🏫☀️