Blogs are self-indulgent, but I kinda like it.

DAY 2. Eventually I will most definitely not be updating everyday,

but right now we've had large amounts of down tim

e.

Slept in, no breakfast, big group lunch.

Irish art museum. Jack B. Yeats, youngest brother of W.B., very famous and influential Irish painter. I wish I could find the one I saw a

nd loved, but this is another one. Dinner at an adorable tapas bar. I had a great little basil and jalapeno stuffed pepper. On toast, immersed in a fantastic sauce. And then! Chocolate mousse and churros with chocolate dipping sauce. Great time. back for the night now, early morning tomorrow.

EDIT: About to Write a Letter by Jack B. Yeats.

Its actually more vibrant and bright in person.