What do you do with your car when you travel for six months? Worry a little? Damon left his beloved VW with the in-laws… they checked on it and found a swamp: waterlogged, mold everywhere, mystery leaks, and long-distance repairs (read:$$$). Don’t despair, we also tangent into Ballycastle’s not-llamas Lammas Fair, a dead-pony tangent, and surprisingly romantic, half-pint-fueled date nights in Portrush. Even when travel gets messy, love (and Guinness) saves the day.

This was supposed to be a recap of Northern Ireland. Instead, it turned into a grab bag of nonsense: Bob Vila shade, quotes from the movie Hook, radon mitigation, a full breakdown of teenage “drive around in circles” culture, and a hotel our 8-year-old wants to buy. Along the way, Meghan browses Northern Irish real estate listings like she’s running Zillow International and Damon defends Paul Walker’s acting career (badly). It’s tangential, and yes—puffins are on the horizon.

Northern Ireland is stunning — dramatic coastlines, nostalgic reunions, and a healthy pour of Bushmills around every corner. But travel with kids means the scenery is always paired with chaos: bedtime chants that don’t work, car seat alarms that won’t stop, and the infamous day Meghan’s phone went swimming in the tub. Come with us to the Causeway Coast.