As we were about to board the ferry to Ireland, the Customs officer asked to search the hand luggage of six volunteers. Those who didn’t have guns or contraband volunteered. When we crossed into Ireland, we drove past beutiful yellow gorse intermingled with white hollyhocks on one side and the coast of the Irish Sea on the other.

We toured Belfast and learned about the history of violence that plagued the city.

Now we are in Dublin and so is the Queen She will see the things today that we were supposed to see and we will see what she doesn’t want to. I hope she will send postcards.

Now…to see if we can understand the Dubliners.

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