Dublin City Center, AKA: Home.
In a few days I’ll leave my mid twenties and enter my late. I feel like I just wrote my 25th year post, and the past two years have been an absolute whirlwind. It’s been an incredible year, and so much has happened. So, what did 26 look like for me?
It was a year of new, and firsts, and constant change. And probably far too much time spent in airports.
Noma. Despite the hype, my excitement regarding the prospect of eating here has never once wavered. I never thought I would be able to navigate the highly competitive reservation system, and even if I could, that whatever random time/day combination would never work with travel plans. But then, it did. After compulsively refreshing my browser I was able to secure lunch reservations on the day I wanted. This was 15 minutes after reservation opening for, within the hour, the entire month was entirely booked. Lucky, indeed. And so, on a twenty hour layover en route to Iceland we stopped in Copenhagen to eat a meal. Continue reading