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fares weren't too high. When I told Terry about my findings, we discussed our finances and the possibility of really making the trip. John Reynolds had told us that he would put us up in his guest house on our next trip. When we phoned him, he was happy to oblige, so we made our reservations with Aer Lingus. We booked a flight out of Boston on March 12th, with a return flight on March 21st. We wanted this to be a surprise, so we asked John not to tell anyone we were coming, and he agreed. When
we arrived in Dublin, we got our rental car
We were to meet John at Planxty McGuire's at 5:00 PM and he would show us the way to the guest house. We were a bit early, so we went in the back door at O'Brien's Tavern and surprised Jim and Phil. They really were very happy to see us and the feelings were mutual. Terry ordered a Guinness and I got a cup of tea and some of Phil's delicious brown bread. We had a great time visiting with them until it was time to meet John. We told the O'Brien's we would be back later and we left for Planxty's.
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afternoon near the end of February, Terry and I were discussing
how much fun it would be to go to Ireland
again for St. Patrick's Day. It was a pipe dream and we didn't
really think that it would ever happen. Just to quell my curiosity,
I got into Aerlingus.com and checked out the fares and availability.
There were still a lot of open seats and the 
and drove on
the N4 towards Mohill. When we got to Coralstown,
Co.
West Meath, it was about 10:00 AM, so we stopped at a little
pub
and restaurant to get some coffee. It was called Mary Lynch's
Pub. A woman drove up at the same time, who turned out
to be the waitress, Kathleen Duffy. They didn't open until
11:00
but she said that we could come in and she would make us
some
coffee and scones. I was driving and especially appreciative
since I was beginning to feel the jet lag and needed a
pick-me-up. She told us that the establishment was owned by
Mary and
John Moriarty, who had purchased it from Mary Lynch, and
decided
to leave the name the same. They had some beautiful antique
crockery, which were old whiskey kegs, so I couldn't resist
taking photos of them. Kathleen gave me a bouquet of Irish
daffodils. We thanked Kathleen and got back on the highway.
