DAY 21, JULY 28, 2013
Once off the plane we filled out lungs with the cool fresh air of Dublin, a good thirty degrees cooler than Rome. Our plane had been delayed in Rome due to weather and then air traffic. We stayed on the runway for over two hours before we were able to take off. We were lucky we had decided on staying in Dublin for a few days. Other passengers trying making connecting flights to the U.S. were not so lucky. Whether it was New York, Boston or Chicago they were connecting to, all those passengers missed their flights and had to stay the night at their own expense waiting for the next day's flight. Adding insult to injury, we all had to spend another two hours a line that moved at a snail's pace trying to go through Irish customs. The line for non-EU travels snaked forever with only two customs officials working the line. When it was finally our turn all three of us walked up to the agent's window. First Rick handed over his passport, then I slide mine across the counter, and finally Emmy handed him hers. The official looked at her passport and back to here several times before he asked why Emmy had the same two lasts names as both of us. We braced ourselves for an international incident. Rick was the first to say she's our daughter. With a look somewhere between amazement and disdain he said, "That's the first time I've heard that one". We were very happy to enlighten the Irish.