Here's the bloody nose husband made himself when he fell down the double decker bus stairs.
And here's the view from the honeymoon suite. It was lovely.
The third photo is what I could see when we got lost trying to find Powerscourt. I couldn't enjoy the views because I'm too short to see over high hedges. Husband pointed the hostel out on the hill in the distance and I scrambled up to get the photo. See how far we'd already walked, and there was another hour's walking yet to come. Notice too the rain clouds - it wasn't even a sunny walk.
Finally, I got one photo of the Powerscourt gardens, that I had no energy left to stroll round. Notice how the weather cleared up to make a glorious afternoon.
Monday, August 17, 2009
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