Made it into Belfast half an hour ahead of schedule, and cruised right out to my hotel. My driver told me that the story I heard about it is true; the Europa is the most bombed hotel in the world. Forty-seven different bombings, he said.
I napped (still can’t sleep on flights), and then meandered around town in the afternoon. I’ll post pix from that later. For now, click through this guy to see some of the gorgeous sunrise photos I took from the plane:
