With a newfleece blanket, Mom slept quite a bit of the flight. Landed in Dublin, apparently along with 15 other planes – very glad again for the escort once we saw the line for immigration, as he had no qualms about skipping to the front. Quick trip to the car rental agency an a little Renault - working well so far- then headed to Belfast. Stopped a a Sainsburys and got snacks, as well as a sausage roll and Cornish pasty for lunch.
Without getting the SIM card in Dublin, didn't have a map of Belfast, so after driving through downtown twice, figured out we needed to park and go to info booth. Got there with 30s to spare (they close at 4 on Sunday's) and armed with the map, headed to the B&B. Didn't mind the drive around the town as we got to see a lot of the art and buildings. Found the Gregory, and came in to hit the sack.
Awwww....
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