The Cliffs No More

I wisely cancelled the trip to the Cliffs of Moher - just the thought of it was causing sleepless nights, panic and major anxiety. For what? To maybe see a chunk of land if the mist doesn't completely shroud it? Forget it. With my extra day in Dublin I walked around, mailed some postcards, stopped in to Lush and got some beauty treats while gabbing with the sweet ladies that worked there, then to Tesco for more grub and to Kingfisher's for chips! Why spend a vacation day with oodles of stress when I can go for a walk in a beautiful city on a clear 57° afternoon and finish the day by stuffing my face with hot, delicious chips?