don't worry, be happy.

we are here. in dublin. the lot of us. no one missed the plane. not one person. i am very impressed. thrilled, even. so. here we are!

some highlights? we got a good plane. a packed-full, over-sold plane. but a good one. with tiny individual tv boxes. good plane. good flight.

lowlight. abra and martine's luggage was left in Heathrow. not lost. just left. on purpose? my theory. martine's luggage was particularly stylish. you know. matching suitcase and carry on. in a good pattern. brown tones... and the airport, well it was jealous. abra just got caught up in the drama. but not to worry! they're luggage did arrive, rolling into out hotel just in time for bed, and causing the girls to dance and sing with glee. GLEE! so. can we really be upset about the whole thing? no. we can't.

another highlight. our bus driver is named furgus. yes. brilliant.

we took a wee bus tour of dublin this morning, with a charming and entertaining lady by the name of sadie as our guide. some gorgian architecture. a few deer. the papal cross. jokes. justin climed a tree. he did not fall out. hooray!!!

we're free for a bit (shopping at penneys - the irish version o' primark, lunch, internetting... not necessarily in that order) and then it is back on the bus and off to greystone with us. our first concert is tonight in st. patricks church.

the goodtimes are only just beginning! (and the drama? well. soon, dear friends. soon.)