7 hour flight. 4 hours of sleep. 5 hour time difference. I don’t know what’s happening.

We arrived in Dublin and after a delay getting to our gate, the ground crew not being prepared, waiting 30 minutes for the checked luggage to start circulating, and finding the right info desk to pick up our travel passes, we finally got to our hostel in City Centre about 2 hours after we landed. We dropped off our luggage in their baggage closet and hit the town. 

Come 3:30, we stopped back to check into our room and settle in. It’s Small Meg’s first time leaving the country, but I’ve traveled a lot and I’ve actually stayed at this hostel before. Let me tell you…a lot can change in 4 years. We walked into our room and I couldn’t tell you what was there because it was pitch black. Once we finally found some light, aka my cell phone flashlight, we found 8 bunk beds crammed in a room. And 3 were occupied with people sleeping. It’s the middle of the afternoon and you’re in Ireland! Wake up! There was a small bathroom attached to the room with a toilet and a small shower that had no walls or curtain.  We found our assigned beds, locked our bags in the storage units, and left to continue our explorations (only after accidentally sitting in a group meeting in the common room with a large group of Germans. The only thing we could distinguish was “whiskey tasting” and that there was a vote taken through raising of hands.)

We returned again at 8:30, after a few drinks of course. Everyone was awake this time, and 2 new girls were there. We kept to ourselves as we removed our bags from that same storage unit. We gathered all of our belongings and walked out the door. We dropped our keys at the front desk and got a very strange look from the man who had checked us in just 5 hours ago. We said goodbye and ran out the door.

Now we’re sitting in our 5 star hotel room. 

In the wise words of Jen, “if you’re going to see or do something unique, make sure you have the best view.” #thanksjen

Lesson of the day: when it comes to hotel rooms, spend the extra money.  


The Megs Travel to Ireland

“I feel like of all the people in my life, I’ve been in the car with you the most.” – Small Meg

Today marks a historic event. Today the Megs travel to Ireland. But in addition to that, it’s small Meg’s first time leaving the country. Someone pray for Ireland.

After Small Meg miraculously woke up from her asystole slumber without an alarm, both Megs finished packing and then met up for the trek to the airport. And a trek it was. We got an AMAZING deal on this trip and are flying round trip for $225. (Yes…I’m kind of an expert at traveling.) So because of our amazing deal, we are flying out of Stewart International Airport in New York. 

So it was a 3 hour drive to the airport. Now you know by now the Megs can’t have a normal road trip…. It took about 4 hours and we only got lost twice. (We found a really nice overlook though when we ended up on the side of a mountain!). The EZ Pass also didn’t read twice, so I guess I’ll be expecting bills in the mail when we get home. (It’s the satellite radio. Also we don’t do tolls.) The GPS got us lost going to Angry Orchard to kill time before the flight, and then we found out it was closed. Classic Meg luck. We decided to go to another local brewery and when we arrived at the run down factory building, which we assumed was a front for a drug smuggling empire, the doors were locked. But the third time is the charm….TGI Fridays is always open. 

We’re currently sitting in the airport (yes we made it) waiting for our flight to board. For those who are interested, Stewart is no longer a dry airport….they fixed that issue! The Long Island iced teas are strong….very strong. Especially when they kick 2 of the bottles into your drink so they open a new bottle and add a splash more. We were supposed to board 50 minutes ago…there’s several security guards by the gate. Hopefully we actually get to leave for Ireland. More to follow.


Videos… We’re Good at Them…

Once upon a time the Megs picked up a camera, turned on Premiere Pro, and greatness was created.

The Megs quickly found that action cameras rolling during drunk shenanigans led to some hilarious shots and the chance to relive not-so-memorable memories that had been blurred out.

Our videos became rather popular after the release of a work project on social media. Now it’s awkward when the cameras aren’t rolling! Here’s a short video from our recent trip to Shenandoah with our good friend Trey.

Stay tuned for more videos of our traveling shenanigans. Next stop is Ireland

Travel Videos

​Completing the Foursome – Golfing with Strangers for the First Time

We usually start every conversation about golf the same way….and that’s explaining how terrible we are at it. So when we had to golf with two strangers this past week, we were nervous to say the least. 

We are normally on the receiving end of strange glances and double takes when we arrive for tee-time. Everyone always wants to know why 2 young, college aged girls are interested in golf. Our answer is always the same… why not? 
It’s the only sport where drinking is encouraged. I mean you have to walk through a bar to get to the playing field, which is almost always beautiful, and then a beer cart follows you around said course. To us, golf is a great excuse to enjoy the nice weather, drink, and have fun.  Shit, if you don’t feel like walking, you can just drive around in a cart instead! Golf is also a sport that’s known for it’s high level of difficulty, so it’s ok to play like shit. Which is why we always play strategically. Unfortunately, our strategy somewhat failed us this week. 

Mid week, around 2-3pm, has always been our ideal time to tee off. Our normal course is a local, well maintained, public course. The best part is that it’s public. This means that the rules and overall atmosphere of the course are a little more relaxed than those requiring memberships. It’s also significantly cheaper, and since we aren’t any good at all, this is a nice feature. Unfortunately everyone had the same idea this week, and it was crowded on the course. 

After gracefully arriving in our Uber, oh yeah we arrived well seasoned, we stumbled into the clubhouse and redeemed our rainchecks. Due to the crowded course, we were asked to make a foursome for the round and join 2 gentleman that were also ready to tee off. This was something we had feared since we started our unique hobby about a year and a half ago, but they seemed nice, had beer, and assured us that we wouldn’t hold them up. So we went with it. 

Now pretty well sauced from our clubhouse beers, we were playing like our BAC’s would suggest. Despite one of the worst rounds of golf we had ever played, it was hands down one of the most fun. The guys, John and Fran, ended up being very friendly and quite hilarious. We couldn’t help but laugh through the 14 holes we managed to struggle through. From some funny stories to playing barefoot to constantly poking fun at each other’s lack of skill, there wasn’t a dull moment for this foursome. Turns out playing with strangers can be quite entertaining!


The Megs vs Ireland

The Megs are prepping for the next epic adventure to the motherland of Shenanigans, Ireland! We’ve got an awesome schedule full of alcohol, awesome views, and maybe even a round of golf thrown in the mix. The cameras ready ( including our brand new drone – the DJI Spark!) and our next travel video is in the works. Here’s a map of just some of our potential stops and events, much more to come as the trip gets closer!


All Hail Firefighter Jack McPartland

“All men are created equal, then few become firemen, but there is only one Jack McPartland”

Is there a working fire? Ask Jack McPartland.

Is there a box about to be dispatched? Jack McPartland is already in the area.

Do you need additional resources? Someone call Jack McPartland

Is there work to be done? Jack McPartland already did it.

While leaving the safety of his comforting presence, taking the long walk to my vehicle from the office, I felt inspired to tell the world about Jack McPartland (his suggestion of mentioning him in our blog adding a bit more inspiration). Someday, all will know of the man, the myth, the legend.

To close, thank you for your hard work and all you do ,Firefighter McPartland.