My flight from Taipei to HK departed at 8.30pm. I was actually in a rush when getting to the airport but made it eventually. I even had the time to have a quick chat with Vito.
After arriving in HK, I was shocked by the information of the flight board that I saw: my flight was delayed indefinitely. So I went to the counter of BA, the lady said she will transfer me to another flight. So I got on Lufthansa Airline to Munich instead. I met a Taiwanese girl, Shuang-Ang, who was gonna take the BA flight as well, but because she was still waiting for the result of the search for her luggage, I went on board first.
I arrived in Munich on 5am local time. Soon after I got through the border, I met Shuang-Ang again. She took the same flight. So we went to take the BA flight to London together. It was nice to have a travel company under that circumstance. We arrived in London at 8am. The line in front of the border was really long. We waited for more than an hour for our turns.
The officer was extremely unfriendly. He questioned that why I want to stay in UK for so long. I then mentioned that I've made plans to go to a few places in Europe and had the boarding passes printed out. He asked me to show them to him. Then he asked me what my purpose was to go to Ireland. I said I will attend my friends' wedding, and I showed him my invitation as well. He still looked at me with doubts but let me to go through. It was really disturbing.
Because I couldn't see Shang-Ang and the time was a bit late, I had to run to get to Stansted. I thought about taking the bus straight to there, but the 10.45 one was full, and the 11.45 one would be too late. So I had no choice but to take the train. I transferred twice and finally got to Stansted in time.
It was a relief that my cabin case passed the checking desk of Ryanair. I believe that means my case will be good for any other airline. I arrived in Dublin around 3. Soon after I got a local sim card, I called Showzi right away, and she gave me Paul's number which allowed me to realize that he and his sister, Hilary, were there to pick me up.
I went to the hotel where we stayed for the night and also where the wedding was at. It's called 'The Village at Lyons,' one of the best hotels in Ireland I believe and is located in a really remote place. Because I made an arrangement with Martin to meet up at 'The Long Hall,' a pub in Centre, taxi was the far-easier way to get there. But because I couldn't get through his number due to the errors in the emails and also that I was 45 minutes late. He was already gone when I got there.
I still decided to email him and wait. I had two pints of Guinness. By 10pm, I felt pretty tired and drunk. So I called the taxi and went back. I passed out soon after I got in my bed.
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