The final day, and driving home :o( We had to get up very early so that we'd be back in Derry in time for the flight home.
We waved goodbye to the cottage and to Stephen and Martin (Pete had already run away somewhere) and headed north again. Phew, no roadworks this time, so we got to stop in Donegal town for lunch on the way back. Chris knew this pub we just *had* to stop in.
I perused the menu, but it all looked a bit much for me, so LT said she'd share hers:
Man, this baked potato is bigger than me!
Still, we managed to finish all our lunch and made it to the airport in plenty of time for the flight home. I wanted to look out the window on the train, but we ended up getting on at rush hour, so I had to just hang out in LT's pocket.
I wonder where the next adventure will be...