Irish sunrise

I'm back again at the Dublin airport, waiting to board my flight to Krakow and watching the sun rise. I'm actually sitting at the same gate I was at during my layover on the way to Paris. It's hard to believe this is where my trip started, almost two months ago - my first stop on my European tour. And now I wish it was my final destination. It's difficult to express how sad I am leaving Ireland. I just wish I could stay. It cannot be normal to be this torn up about an island, right?