I am leaving for Ireland tomorrow, and I am so worked up that I cannot go to sleep. I have dreamed for the last two nights that I nearly missed my flight - which I'm sure has something to do with my experience of trying to go to Scotland without a plane ticket, and having to race back to my house to find it. Sometimes my punctuality compulsion serves me very well.
On a side note, I've also been suffering severe back pain since Wednesday. I have no idea what I did to myself, but whatever it was, it left me gasping every time I moved. Conveniently, I was attempting to lug my baggage through airports at the time. I finally got in to see the chiropractor today, and my spine is now aligned...but two days of walking around with my pelvis completely out of whack has left me with a considerable amount of inflammation. I feel like a hunched-over 80-year-old every time I stand up, and tomorrow I have to be on a plane for several hours. This does not bode well for my first day in Dublin.
I feel that I am lacking something, for I do not have the Lonely Planet guide to Ireland. I meant to go get it today, but somehow it just didn't fit into working a full day, seeing the chiropractor, dropping off the dog, going to band practice, dropping off the rent check, picking up travel-sized toiletries, and having a farewell drink with a friend I haven't seen in a while because I've been either out of town or working frantically for the last couple of weeks. I know I'm going to be on an organized tour rather than wandering around solo like I was in Scotland, but I still want to have maps and recommendations of funky little restaurants and pubs. Honestly, I'm a little anxious about this whole tour business. I really enjoyed the solo wandering. I'm not so sure about following an itinerary and traveling with busloads of people. But, whatever. I'm going to Ireland! Yay!
Okay, I have got to get some sleep. I'll try to check in with news and pictures from the Emerald Isle.