Two Backpacks, One Big Adventure : Day three: Reflections and Bristol, England

Our last morning in Dublin didn't consist of very much. We were just glad to not wake up in a sweaty puddle like we did the morning before. It's not common for places to be air-conditioned over here and we're guessing too many people on our floor took steamy hot showers that night (there were community shower rooms, guessing for the rooms with more than six beds). Anyway, The heat just lingered. Everyone is calling this an Irish heat wave. Which means the high is 76. Coming from 95 degree weather, we'll take it! There was only one window in our six-bed hostel room and the two floor-fans did nothing. The bunk beds were kind of fun, just like camp.

Random guy sleeping/charging his phone as we were coming back to our room last night.

It is amazing to see how many people travel alone, especially as their first time backpacking.

As much planning as we tried to do, there could have a million more things that we could have figured out. It wasn't until the mid flight into Dublin that when we realized that we hadn't even figured out how we would be getting to our hostel! (Yes, that really happened) figuring this out wasn't a problem... In an English speaking country...

We also woke up and realized we should have been leaving for the airport...now.

Also never fly Ryanair... And if you do, check your bags in days ahead of time.