After an early morning landing in Dublin, Alison and I were pretty tired. Turns out it is much more difficult to sleep on the plane then I originally thought. After going through customs and getting our first European stamp in our passport (eee!) we beat feet to some couches and took turns napping.

Our flight from Dublin to Rome was a quick one with only little turbulence. With a big bounce upon landing we were in Rome! A stop to pick up our backpacks and a pass through customs we were finally there, to sit on our thrones as the Kings of Belle Aire. Wait. That’s another trip.

We hopped on a bus which took us to Tremini Station. Missing our umbrella and rain jacket, Al guided us to our hostel and we checked in! After some awkward silence in our room we unpacked, made our beds, and fell asleep.