In the multi-part series, we continue with our wedding day and the trip to Ireland.
The day of our wedding arrived, and the weather was perfect. We had our wedding outside at the location we had the reception. At the reception, we had an open bar (of course), with Samuel Adams Boston Lager and Blue Moon as the beers available. At one point during the reception, I cracked open a bottle of “Morning Wood“, and enjoyed that with my new bride and friends.
We shut down the reception, and at one point the reception hall flickered the lights in an effort to get us to move along.
We went back to the hotel and danced the night away at the hotel bar. By the way, they also had Samuel Adams Boston Lager, and the had the special glasses to make it taste even better.
The day after the wedding, we woke up, brought some of our friends to the airport, and said our goodbyes. We were able to hang around with family for a bit before we started our journey to Ireland.
We left several hours early to go to JFK Airport, and from western New Jersey, because of the traffic (even on a Saturday night), it took us almost 2.5 hours to get to the airport.
As we were standing in line at the airport, one of the airline representatives asked for those going to Shannon, Ireland because the flight needed to board within 30 minutes.
When we boarded the plane, we had seats on the opposite side of the plane. Because we were on our honeymoon,we requested to be seated together, and the airline put us in the back of the plane sitting together. Also, because we were on an international red-eye flight, we were able to get free beer. The best quality beer available was Corona (in cans), so we were able to have a couple, and then we slept.
We checked in and went to the Cliffs of Moher. It was an amazing sight. One of the most interesting pieces of information is that the Atlantic Puffins nest in the side of the cliffs. If you aren’t familiar, the puffin is the bird in several of the Guinness advertisements.
On our way back to our bed and breakfast, we also toured around The Burren and saw the Poulnabrone Portal Tomb.
For dinner, we stopped in Lisdoonvarna, where, for 150 years, the Matchmaking Festival happens each fall.
At dinner, I had a couple of Irish firsts: I had my first order of fish and chips and my first Irish Guinness. As we were eating, in the courtyard a musician was playing several familiar American songs, and one of the locals walked over and asked for one of my chips. He said (in his accent) “I didn’t even want any chips until you put on the vinegar and dipped it in ketchup.” Of course, I gave him one.
After dinner, we drove back to our bed and breakfast, and our jet-lag made us take a “quick” nap that lasted from 9 PM until 7 AM the next morning.
So, if you’re keeping track, that’s only 1 Irish Guinness. Stay tuned for the rest!