On Tuesday, we reluctantly said goodbye to the Emerald Isle. We thoroughly enjoyed our time in Ireland with each day being better than the day before. We would definitely like to come back one day.

Because Jackson had been sick for several days, we were both dreading the flight to London. Mixing a head cold with cabin pressure doesn't make for a pleasant experience. He was in pain and I felt helpless and very homesick. By the time we landed at Heathrow, found our bags and figured out how we were going to get to our hotel, I was feeling overwhelmed and near tears. I just wanted to go home. Our hotel accommodations only complicated our frustrations, but we were just happy to have a place to rest. After relaxing for a while and eating dinner I was feeling a little more optimistic about our time in London.