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In Eire

Posted on May 23rd, 2008 by Jackie Danicki

I landed in Dublin at 7AM, and plenty of people were already knocking back the beers at the airport. (They didn’t confine themselves to the bar, either. Don’t ask me why, but I kind of like seeing people wandering around the gate area with a ice cold bottle of lager.)

Then I flew to Cork, which…oh my gosh, you guys! The plane descends over these intensely green hills, farm after farm, and you think you’re going to land right on top of the cows. How can there be an airport in the middle somebody’s farm? Well, there is.

Now I am at the hotel, which is 50 paces from Mr. Phelan’s offices. Why waste time walking further or - perish the thought - driving when we have a whole world to take over? Busy weekend ahead.

Tonight’s dinner is going to be very cool - in addition to the previously mentioned luminaries, we’re also going to have the lovely Alexia Golez and Tom Raftery joining us at the place where Pat’s road to success all started. (Peter Donegan was going to fly from Dublin to have dinner with us, but for some reason balked at the €330 ticket price. As if we’re not all worth it!)

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7 Responses to “In Eire”

  1. aido, on May 23rd, 2008 at 7:19 am Said:

    I missed you in Dublin airport this morning, bugger that, let me know when your heading back!

    Enjoy tonight, sadly can’t make.

  2. pat phelan, on May 23rd, 2008 at 7:34 am Said:

    aahhaa
    you found it
    my secret is out, get some rest, you will need all you strength for tonight

  3. Ged Carroll, on May 23rd, 2008 at 9:48 am Said:

    Ireland must be all the rage this time of year, I am flying home to Galway (ok fly to Dublin and drive) tomorrow night for a week

  4. Shotrock, on May 23rd, 2008 at 10:38 am Said:

    Ha! I have friends in Kinsale, so fly into Cork, and you are right on about the landing. All that farmland, and you just keep descending, waiting, waiting, um, going to land on….that pasture? And, then, bam, there you are, safely to rights on ye olde familiar asphalt.

    Simliar but a lot less scary than that “We’re GONNA CRASH INTO THE BAAAAYYYY and DIEEEE” feeling you get the first time you fly into SFO.

  5. Jackie Danicki, on May 23rd, 2008 at 10:41 am Said:

    I think Oakland is the scarier landing - all you see is water out of the left side of the plane!

    Love Cork’s airport, btw. Makes Dublin’s look like even more of an old shithole.

  6. peter donegan, on May 24th, 2008 at 1:40 am Said:

    hi jackie!

    it was 375euro from dublin to cork… [ryanair aside], the train compant had changed their slogan to ‘you’re not there yet and.. you’re not not gonna get there’ and as much as I love twitterfon and qik… it was written in the stars me feels, that i was born to continue looking at trees and pink boats. hmmm… i could have sailed!

    hope it went well - coffee in dublin?
    slán
    peter

  7. Tom Raftery, on May 25th, 2008 at 1:17 pm Said:

    Hey Jackie,

    Great to finally meet you. And in my home town of Cork, no less! Spectacular.

    I hope you enjoyed your stay and know we will meet again soon.

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