We woke up and left Liverpool around 10:30 a.m. Then, we took a motor coach through the country of Wales down to the port city of Holyhead. The ferry left at 2:00 p.m. so our professor said we had to be back by 1:45 to board. Only three of the students left since we were worried about returning to the ferry on time. At about 1:25, one of the ferry workers told us that the last call to board the ferry was at 1:30. Of course, two students had climbed to the top of a hill to see the city and another was entirely out of contact. The professor sent us on to the ferry without him and the other students so we could at least board the ferry. If they missed the ferry, they would have waited for the next one and wouldn't have arrived in Dublin until midnight. We checked in our luggage and boarded the shuttle to take us to the ferry. At the last possible minutes, the professor and three missing students were running down to catch the shuttle. The shuttle went straight onto the ferry where we got off and went up to the passengers ship. I had overpriced food, watched Scooby-Doo, and played cards with two other students and the professors daughter. The ferry trip was about 3.5 hours long and only required one Dramamine. Once we arrived in Dublin, we took a motor coach to the hotel. Then, all 14 of us went out to dinner and had a Guinness with the professor. Since beer is disgusting, I was only able to finish about a third of mine before giving the rest to my friend. He gladly accepted it. The one picture is Kevin, the professor, wearing a kilt, taking a picture of me taking a picture of him.