wish you were here...

so yesterday starts off with an email from petra

saying...

remember what we talked about on sunday?

that we've got to get back to spending more time for ourselves

and with ourselves?

well, what do you think about a weekend in dublin?

check out ryan air.

love,

petra.


i was tempted, i'll honestly admit.

and there's nothing more that i could enjoy right now

than a weekend away. just some time away.

but i told her right now just wasn't that good.

maybe we can just take a saturday,

pack a picnic, drive down to como

i'll bring the finest wine glasses

and we'll get ourselves a bottle of wine

sit down around the lake

and simply spend a lazy day...


but then yesterday

she writes back

and doesn't let easy.


so off i go to ryan air

asked her when she was thinking of going

and that was the moment i decided

was there really a way that i was going to say no?


baden baden to dublin on the 19th of may

dublin to baden baden on the 21st of may

for a grand total of 72 euro for the both of us.


now we just have one slight problem...

we've enquired at over 20 hotels and even hostels

and other than U2's clarence hotel

at a mere few hundred euro a night,

it doesn't really seem like there's anything we're going to find?


oh this is going to be fun.

let's see if my travel agent can pull me out of this one

and save the day.


but...

we're going to dublin.

we're going to dublin.

we're going to dublin.


and i so forever love that city.