Left before breakfast at our B&B so we could drive back to Dublin and catch a train to Belfast.
While taking a picture of Tommy near the train terminal, a man called him "lovely."
Fell asleep on the train.
Got to Belfast and took a bus to the center of town and caught an expensive taxi to the ferry station to be there three hours early like the website said.
Turns out we only needed to be an hour early.
Fell asleep at the terminal.
Finally got on the biggest, coolest, ferry ever.
Fell asleep on the ferry.
Made it to Stranraer and rushed to catch our train. No one was there.
Turns out there was a train strike.
Currently taking a bus to Ayr and going to catch a connecting train to Glasgow from there.
Scary big bus, scary small roads.
Glad we're not driving.
Almost relieved we don't have to take a train from the rail station in Stranraer that looked like it was in a horror movie.
Wide awake and still sick.
*Made it to the hotel late and safe.
Got made fun of by old men on the train for wearing a "silly scarf."
Glad we're not staying long.
Us on the train.
Sorry, not many good pictures of this day.
P.S. My scarf is not silly.