An eventful start to my Dublin visit, it began shortly after we arrived in our hotel and my husband ( shortly to be ex husband ...... Ok, joke) discovered he hadn't (despite my prompt) packed his daily blood pressure tablets.
He went off to his meeting and I began my quest. Called home trying to find someone who could access the kitchen cupboard and take a photo of the tablets so I knew what to ask for at the chemist. Daughter in law to the rescue. I went down to receptionist to explain my (?) predicament. She checked the chemist opening times, closed. Discussion. Daughter then took photo of a newly written prescription and emailed it to me. Receptionist meanwhile tried to find a chemist that was open, it's now 7 pm.
Email was sent to second chemist to see if they had the drug, short wait , and eventually answered that no they didn't but another chemist might have them.
Few more phone calls, emails and waiting, and success, the third chemist had them, and could give us five day supply, but they were quite busy.
As it was a car journey away a taxi was called, I jumped in ( now 8:10pm) and noted fairly quickly that the taxi driver was hugely upset. Asking me if I was alright, I replied that I'd been having a few issues, and asked how he was to find that I had unwittingly unleashed the poor mans last few hours of domestic upheaval . Divorced from his wife , not an amicable separation, a 13 year old son that was off on his first trip away from from home and to Euro Disney at 8:30am tomorrow morning.
At 6:30 pm his son had called in tears to say he couldn't go as he didn't have the €200 he needed for spending money. The taxi driver had already paid €900 for passport and trip with the above mentioned ex wife contributing to the lads spending money, supposedly.
I think you get the gist of the conversation, the taxi driver had already been on the phone to the head master. It seems as if the spending money was needed for the daily rides, so pretty pointless for the lad ( and the poor teacher that would have to sit with him) whilst his friends had a good time.
I pretty much had the full story in the time it took to get to the chemist, the pharmacists were so kind and didn't charge me too many euros. The taxi driver waited and I arrived back to the hotel by 8:45. ( of course I paid over double the amount and if I was scammed it was extremely good acting, but I felt one good turn deserves another, and anyway he called me a lovely lady lots of times and blessed me, so that's all that matters!)
Meanwhile back at the hotel.... The same kind receptionist had taken my room service food order, so when I wearily returned to the room I had supper ready . The husband arrives back much later after his relatively stressed free evening and saw the pills, exclaiming "oh, how did you manage that". My half asleep reply was "just as well I love you, and I'll tell you in the morning!"
And so endeth the first day.....
All I can say is, it's a jolly good job I had my blood transfusion on Monday, it was well worth the 5 hour hospital visit for two units of blood, my energy level has increased ten fold. Weekly blood tests now, and clinic appointment in a month.
The sun is shining! What a difference it makes to your mood and indeed in viewing the town of Dublin!
We arrived on Thursday late afternoon and fly back to Jersey Sunday morning, so a bit of a whistle stop tour. The other half had to work Thursday night and yesterday so it left my sister-in-law and myself to do some exploring /shopping... Or should that be shopping/exploring?
I still can't post photos from my iPad so that'll have to wait but we did have a good day. Trinity college and the book of Kells, well worth a visit. A short tour conducted by an undergraduate , was informative and amusing.
We happened upon a restaurant called The Bank, a truly beautiful building , and a very nice lunch was consumed. We knew potatoes were high on the list of favourite (?) food for the Irish, and mash seems to be very popular . Actually so do potato pancakes, wedges and fries!!
Lots more walking after lunch to burn off the calories, and onto the Guinness factory ... To put more calories on!
Finishing the day with a meal in Temple Bar, a very busy hubbub of night life. Fortunate to be able to catch up with my elder brother, and we all got to spend today together.
A taxi ride towards the Wicklow mountains and a stately home Powerscourt, which had incredible gardens and an equally impressive checkered history.
As I mentioned before the receptionist at this hotel has been amazing, and once again she has come out tops. As we learnt when we arrived it's very difficult to get tickets for Kilmainham gaol, and I had tried yesterday but without success, so all we could hope for was some cancellations.
However we were looking around Powerscourt gardens, and nowhere near the gaol, so this lady made a few phone calls on our behalf and then managed to secure us two tickets for this afternoons late tour. ( as a way of thanks, chocolates yesterday, wine today!).
All in all its been a good few days and I think everyone has managed very well at home without us, looking forward to next weekend and Guernsey ........ Girls only.... More info to follow😊
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