Yes, we'd like to sit together!
United (shadow Aer Lingus) was kind enough to assume that after several months of marriage that we were already tired of one another. Someone obviously needs to shillelagh to the head. Our seats that they so kindly booked 12 rows apart have since been rectified (for a nominal fee, of course) - we are now in charge of the exit row on the way to Dublin! Little do they know I'll be demanding a sash, a pair of captain's wings and a voucher for free Guinness as payment for duties performed.
Since our interesting seat conversation with a lovely woman at United (who told us that she'd love to upgrade us, but United was getting too cheap as of late), we have since eaten and looked into the prophetic reflections found in the bottoms of our wine glasses. We see an amazing time ahead! And a lot of green...whole lotta green, kids.
Stay tuned for pot-o-gold, rainbow, leprechaun, shillelagh and Guinness/Jameson-related updates!
