Get out of jail free card

The plan was to go to jail. With Finn. While Luca was at his Junior Plays rehearsal. And Mimi was performing in the Mill Theater with her musical theater group. 
Way too much culture for the Finnzer and I. Prison would be a good escape, we thought. 
So off we went to Kilmainham Gaol. Except that there was no way to get in. The place had been taken over by Spanish exchange students who all wanted to see where Patrick Pearse (he who built the railway station) was executed on 3 May 1916. Or get off with each other. More likely the second option, upon reflection. 
So Finn and I (mostly I, upon reflection) opted to go to the Irish Museum of Modern Art (IMMA for the acronym lovers) for a gander. 
See, no matter how hard you try to escape more refined pursuits, they catch up with you sooner of later. 
As luck would have it, there was a pretty decent exhibition in the upper west wing. 
And then I offered to take him to a pub for a glass of Coca-cola and a bag of crisps. He willingly agreed. 
Off we went to the Royal Oak, which unfortunately was closed. It would have been nice for him, for his first time in a pub, to go to a place not much bigger than his sitting room (the little narrow building squeezed between two narrow streets, in the extras). I would have loved to take him there. The place where I used Euros for the first time, on 1 January 2002. 
So we went to the Hole in the Wall pub instead, at it was a short drive to Phoenix park. And he was almost as excited as his sister. with is super sweet caffeniated drink and crisps, watching the end of the Newcastle/Arsenal match.