After leaving the airport in Atlanta we flew to JFK in New York. As we glided in we could see ships sailing off into the Atlantic during sunset. We got on board the flight to Shannon around 11:00 p.m. The crew served us dinner and we all attempted to get as much sleep as possible. The flight was only five hours long but we were arriving into a different time zone, so at 10 a.m. (Ireland time) we arrived in Shannon and began our first day with about three hours of sleep.
First, we headed down to claim our baggage and gear. Once we got everything outside, Charlie and Mark worked on assembling the bikes. While they did that, I organized the gear and and made as much as I could fit into the b.o.b bag. Joyce had already left for Ennis to rent a bike from a shop owner a friend suggested. Once we were done gearing up the bikes we headed her way.
We made it safely into town, and when we had Joyce situated on her rented bike we headed to a Bed and Breakfast that she booked for the four of us. We locked all the bikes up into a garage and went to dinner on foot. Sitting at the dinner table I realized it was the first time we had all stopped moving since we got off of the plane. My body started preparing itself for sleep and my eyes were already closing before my clam chowder arrived. We all made it through dinner without dozing off, but when we made it back to the house our 'food comas' knocked us out around seven.
Charlie and I woke up around midnight and knocked out some things such as updating the map page, checking emails, updating facebook, laundry, and writing in our journals. Then we fell back to sleep, waking up this morning to an Irish breakfast from our Irish host. It has been a wonderful start thus far.
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