I made my first solo trip abroad this Summer to a little place called Dublin, where some of my most favourite people live. I had an absolutely gorgeous time – family helped with that of course! (Albeit the flights over can be mega stressful… can someone tell me why they decided to get rid of my flight from the departures board on my first ever trip on a plane?). My cousin helped me be a typical tourist for the week; I thought I’d share a few snapshots of my time in the Emerald Isle.I would also like to apologise to anyone with Gaelic blood in them for naming this post what I did… it’s just too much craic.
P.S Apologies for the late upload – I was under the weather, and then started sixth form. Back on form next week!