Sunday in Ireland is nothing like Sunday in the States.  For one thing, Ireland is a very religious country, unlike how the States have become.  Noah and I got up at a normal time, 8:30am, but to Irish standards, that’s early.  We had plans to go to the nearby grocery store and grab some breakfast goods, only the store wasn’t open yet.  In fact, just about every store on the nearby walking mall was closed, not to open until tomorrow at some late morning hour.  Oh well, when in doubt and hungry what do you look for?  The Golden Arches.  Sadly, they were open that early in the morning.  I do not recommend their bagel – it’s toasted on a griddle.

Due to the holiday weekend, Aaron’s church was not having a formal service, but instead hiking around Killiney Hill (Cill Iníon Léinín) in Dublin.  The weather today was beautiful – sunny, clear, probably low-40s.  The wind was a bit brisk, but overall definitely warmer than the temperatures back in Colorado.  Although, I can do without the wind.  It kept blowing off my cap and so I confiscated Noah’s beanie for my own use.  People on the hike told us we should have gone somewhere warm for our winter vacation — we told them we did.  🙂

The afternoon was spent with a couple that leads worship at the church, then we traveled up a hill to the highest pub in Dublin.  Rumor had it that the views from the pub we spectacular, but between the lack of windows, trees and houses we failed to see how that rumor was established.  Now I’m flipping through a travel book trying to select just where we want to go tomorrow…