BlogPostWed30Sept09
At Home at the Pond - Wednesday 30Sept09
Now I'm sitting at my laptop at the Pond looking out over the front yard. The Ireland trip is over physically, but mentally it is not. I still am operating full speed ahead on adrenaline. Perhaps later it will all fade somewhat, but not yet.
Luke met me at the airport in Atlanta as I arrived at the final baggage claim station - having been through many stations and checks and even security removing hiking boots, etc. Anyhow, what a joy to see him waiting for me! Then to his home where balloons on the mailbox said "Welcome Back" and a delightful supper with Luke's family who all listened attentively as I rambled on and on about my trip - probably most of which they had already read on the blog. To bed at 9:30 (2:30 am in Kinsale) and awake at 5:00 (actually 10:00 in Kinsale) and ready to go. Nice brunch at J. Christopher's with Susan and Luke (Jack and Sam were off to school by 7:00) and finally to the office building where my 4-runner waited. Wendy had taken it to be washed and it shone like a brand new car! What a treat! Anyhow, I managed to stay on the right side of the road and arrived at the Pond in the afternoon. Later took a walk down the country road and was amazed at how wide it is! Must be at least two feet wider than the Ireland ones and has about 8 feet of clearance on each side with right-of-way. That's the big difficulty on the Irish country roads - no side clearance at all - fences with hedges that have to be sheared away and still they scrape the sides of the cars when two meet. And, there are no shoulders on the roads - often really deep drop-offs of the pavement that could be deadly. Anyhow, I guess I won't have the opportunity of driving in Ireland. Jim told me the Hertz Co. doesn't rent to old folks like me! I think 75 is the cutoff for renting the cars.
One of the nice surprises upon my return to the cottage from my walk - three yoginis were practicing in the Yogatorium! Susan B, Pat, and Martha were using a DVD and have been faithful throughout my absence. What a thrill it was to see them here!
Now, I must end this trip and get on with my life here. I'm not really ready. My thoughts are still in Kinsale. I received a beautiful Blue Mountain e-card from Margie this morning about Irish life that was very touching. I will never forget the welcome I received from everyone I met and the special treatment my friends Margie, Alana, and Joan provided. Rose, my yoga teacher, was so very charming and warm and caring - and taught me many new ideas to use in my teaching. People are asking me, will you go back? I can only answer that with a "For sure." I don't know when, but I will return to Ireland. There is so much more to see and learn and the warm hospitality of Ireland's people is precious.
My special thanks to all who have been traveling with me through reading the blog. I'd love to hear your comments in an email. I wiish you all love - peace - and joy.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
At Home at the Pond
Now I'm sitting at my laptop at the Pond looking out over the front yard. The Ireland trip is over physically, but mentally it is not. I still am operating full speed ahead on adrenaline. Perhaps later it will all fade somewhat, but not yet.
Luke met me at the airport in Atlanta as I arrived at the final baggage claim station - having been through many stations and checks and even security removing hiking boots, etc. Anyhow, what a joy to see him waiting for me! Then to his home where balloons on the mailbox said "Welcome Back" and a delightful supper with Luke's family who all listened attentively as I rambled on and on about my trip - probably most of which they had already read on the blog. To bed at 9:30 (2:30 am in Kinsale) and awake at 5:00 (actually 10:00 in Kinsale) and ready to go. Nice brunch at J. Christopher's with Susan and Luke (Jack and Sam were off to school by 7:00) and finally to the office building where my 4-runner waited. Wendy had taken it to be washed and it shone like a brand new car! What a treat! Anyhow, I managed to stay on the right side of the road and arrived at the Pond in the afternoon. Later took a walk down the country road and was amazed at how wide it is! Must be at least two feet wider than the Ireland ones and has about 8 feet of clearance on each side with right-of-way. That's the big difficulty on the Irish country roads - no side clearance at all - fences with hedges that have to be sheared away and still they scrape the sides of the cars when two meet. And, there are no shoulders on the roads - often really deep drop-offs of the pavement that could be deadly. Anyhow, I guess I won't have the opportunity of driving in Ireland. Jim told me the Hertz Co. doesn't rent to old folks like me! I think 75 is the cutoff for renting the cars.
One of the nice surprises upon my return to the cottage from my walk - three yoginis were practicing in the Yogatorium! Susan B, Pat, and Martha were using a DVD and have been faithful throughout my absence. What a thrill it was to see them here!
Now, I must end this trip and get on with my life here. I'm not really ready. My thoughts are still in Kinsale. I received a beautiful Blue Mountain e-card from Margie this morning about Irish life that was very touching. I will never forget the welcome I received from everyone I met and the special treatment my friends Margie, Alana, and Joan provided. Rose, my yoga teacher, was so very charming and warm and caring - and taught me many new ideas to use in my teaching. People are asking me, will you go back? I can only answer that with a "For sure." I don't know when, but I will return to Ireland. There is so much more to see and learn and the warm hospitality of Ireland's people is precious.
My special thanks to all who have been traveling with me through reading the blog. I'd love to hear your comments in an email. I wiish you all love - peace - and joy.
Luke met me at the airport in Atlanta as I arrived at the final baggage claim station - having been through many stations and checks and even security removing hiking boots, etc. Anyhow, what a joy to see him waiting for me! Then to his home where balloons on the mailbox said "Welcome Back" and a delightful supper with Luke's family who all listened attentively as I rambled on and on about my trip - probably most of which they had already read on the blog. To bed at 9:30 (2:30 am in Kinsale) and awake at 5:00 (actually 10:00 in Kinsale) and ready to go. Nice brunch at J. Christopher's with Susan and Luke (Jack and Sam were off to school by 7:00) and finally to the office building where my 4-runner waited. Wendy had taken it to be washed and it shone like a brand new car! What a treat! Anyhow, I managed to stay on the right side of the road and arrived at the Pond in the afternoon. Later took a walk down the country road and was amazed at how wide it is! Must be at least two feet wider than the Ireland ones and has about 8 feet of clearance on each side with right-of-way. That's the big difficulty on the Irish country roads - no side clearance at all - fences with hedges that have to be sheared away and still they scrape the sides of the cars when two meet. And, there are no shoulders on the roads - often really deep drop-offs of the pavement that could be deadly. Anyhow, I guess I won't have the opportunity of driving in Ireland. Jim told me the Hertz Co. doesn't rent to old folks like me! I think 75 is the cutoff for renting the cars.
One of the nice surprises upon my return to the cottage from my walk - three yoginis were practicing in the Yogatorium! Susan B, Pat, and Martha were using a DVD and have been faithful throughout my absence. What a thrill it was to see them here!
Now, I must end this trip and get on with my life here. I'm not really ready. My thoughts are still in Kinsale. I received a beautiful Blue Mountain e-card from Margie this morning about Irish life that was very touching. I will never forget the welcome I received from everyone I met and the special treatment my friends Margie, Alana, and Joan provided. Rose, my yoga teacher, was so very charming and warm and caring - and taught me many new ideas to use in my teaching. People are asking me, will you go back? I can only answer that with a "For sure." I don't know when, but I will return to Ireland. There is so much more to see and learn and the warm hospitality of Ireland's people is precious.
My special thanks to all who have been traveling with me through reading the blog. I'd love to hear your comments in an email. I wiish you all love - peace - and joy.
At Home at the Pond - Wednesday 30Sept09
Now I'm sitting at my laptop at the Pond looking out over the front yard. The Ireland trip is over physically, but mentally it is not. I still am operating full speed ahead on adrenaline. Perhaps later it will all fade somewhat, but not yet.
Luke met me at the airport in Atlanta as I arrived at the final baggage claim station - having been through many stations and checks and even security removing hiking boots, etc. Anyhow, what a joy to see him waiting for me! Then to his home where balloons on the mailbox said "Welcome Back" and a delightful supper with Luke's family who all listened attentively as I rambled on and on about my trip - probably most of which they had already read on the blog. To bed at 9:30 (2:30 am in Kinsale) and awake at 5:00 (actually 10:00 in Kinsale) and ready to go. Nice brunch at J. Christopher's with Susan and Luke (Jack and Sam were off to school by 7:00) and finally to the office building where my 4-runner waited. Wendy had taken it to be washed and it shone like a brand new car! What a treat! Anyhow, I managed to stay on the right side of the road and arrived at the Pond in the afternoon. Later took a walk down the country road and was amazed at how wide it is! Must be at least two feet wider than the Ireland ones and has about 8 feet of clearance on each side with right-of-way. That's the big difficulty on the Irish country roads - no side clearance at all - fences with hedges that have to be sheared away and still they scrape the sides of the cars when two meet. And, there are no shoulders on the roads - often really deep drop-offs of the pavement that could be deadly. Anyhow, I guess I won't have the opportunity of driving in Ireland. Jim told me the Hertz Co. doesn't rent to old folks like me! I think 75 is the cutoff for renting the cars.
One of the nice surprises upon my return to the cottage from my walk - three yoginis were practicing in the Yogatorium! Susan B, Pat, and Martha were using a DVD and have been faithful throughout my absence. What a thrill it was to see them here!
Now, I must end this trip and get on with my life here. I'm not really ready. My thoughts are still in Kinsale. I received a beautiful Blue Mountain e-card from Margie this morning about Irish life that was very touching. I will never forget the welcome I received from everyone I met and the special treatment my friends Margie, Alana, and Joan provided. Rose, my yoga teacher, was so very charming and warm and caring - and taught me many new ideas to use in my teaching. People are asking me, will you go back? I can only answer that with a "For sure." I don't know when, but I will return to Ireland. There is so much more to see and learn and the warm hospitality of Ireland's people is precious.
My special thanks to all who have been traveling with me through reading the blog. I'd love to hear your comments in an email. I wiish you all love - peace - and joy.
At Home at the Pons - Wednesday 30Sept09
At Home at the Pond - Wednesday 30Sept09
Now I'm sitting at my laptop at the Pond looking out over the front yard. The Ireland trip is over physically, but mentally it is not. I still am operating full speed ahead on adrenaline. Perhaps later it will all fade somewhat, but not yet.
Luke met me at the airport in Atlanta as I arrived at the final baggage claim station - having been through many stations and checks and even security removing hiking boots, etc. Anyhow, what a joy to see him waiting for me! Then to his home where balloons on the mailbox said "Welcome Back" and a delightful supper with Luke's family who all listened attentively as I rambled on and on about my trip - probably most of which they had already read on the blog. To bed at 9:30 (2:30 am in Kinsale) and awake at 5:00 (actually 10:00 in Kinsale) and ready to go. Nice brunch at J. Christopher's with Susan and Luke (Jack and Sam were off to school by 7:00) and finally to the office building where my 4-runner waited. Wendy had taken it to be washed and it shone like a brand new car! What a treat! Anyhow, I managed to stay on the right side of the road and arrived at the Pond in the afternoon. Later took a walk down the country road and was amazed at how wide it is! Must be at least two feet wider than the Ireland ones and has about 8 feet of clearance on each side with right-of-way. That's the big difficulty on the Irish country roads - no side clearance at all - fences with hedges that have to be sheared away and still they scrape the sides of the cars when two meet. And, there are no shoulders on the roads - often really deep drop-offs of the pavement that could be deadly. Anyhow, I guess I won't have the opportunity of driving in Ireland. Jim told me the Hertz Co. doesn't rent to old folks like me! I think 75 is the cutoff for renting the cars.
One of the nice surprises upon my return to the cottage from my walk - three yoginis were practicing in the Yogatorium! Susan B, Pat, and Martha were using a DVD and have been faithful throughout my absence. What a thrill it was to see them here!
Now, I must end this trip and get on with my life here. I'm not really ready. My thoughts are still in Kinsale. I received a beautiful Blue Mountain e-card from Margie this morning about Irish life that was very touching. I will never forget the welcome I received from everyone I met and the special treatment my friends Margie, Alana, and Joan provided. Rose, my yoga teacher, was so very charming and warm and caring - and taught me many new ideas to use in my teaching. People are asking me, will you go back? I can only answer that with a "For sure." I don't know when, but I will return to Ireland. There is so much more to see and learn and the warm hospitality of Ireland's people is precious.
My special thanks to all who have been traveling with me through reading the blog. I'd love to hear your comments in an email. I wiish you all love - peace - and joy.
At Home at the Pond - Wednesday 30Sept09
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Now I'm sitting at my laptop at the Pond looking out over the front yard. The Ireland trip is over physically, but mentally it is not. I still am operating full speed ahead on adrenaline. Perhaps later it will all fade somewhat, but not yet.
Luke met me at the airport in Atlanta as I arrived at the final baggage claim station - having been through many stations and checks and even security removing hiking boots, etc. Anyhow, what a joy to see him waiting for me! Then to his home where balloons on the mailbox said "Welcome Back" and a delightful supper with Luke's family who all listened attentively as I rambled on and on about my trip - probably most of which they had already read on the blog. To bed at 9:30 (2:30 am in Kinsale) and awake at 5:00 (actually 10:00 in Kinsale) and ready to go. Nice brunch at J. Christopher's with Susan and Luke (Jack and Sam were off to school by 7:00) and finally to the office building where my 4-runner waited. Wendy had taken it to be washed and it shone like a brand new car! What a treat! Anyhow, I managed to stay on the right side of the road and arrived at the Pond in the afternoon. Later took a walk down the country road and was amazed at how wide it is! Must be at least two feet wider than the Ireland ones and has about 8 feet of clearance on each side with right-of-way. That's the big difficulty on the Irish country roads - no side clearance at all - fences with hedges that have to be sheared away and still they scrape the sides of the cars when two meet. And, there are no shoulders on the roads - often really deep drop-offs of the pavement that could be deadly. Anyhow, I guess I won't have the opportunity of driving in Ireland. Jim told me the Hertz Co. doesn't rent to old folks like me! I think 75 is the cutoff for renting the cars.
One of the nice surprises upon my return to the cottage from my walk - three yoginis were practicing in the Yogatorium! Susan B, Pat, and Martha were using a DVD and have been faithful throughout my absence. What a thrill it was to see them here!
Now, I must end this trip and get on with my life here. I'm not really ready. My thoughts are still in Kinsale. I received a beautiful Blue Mountain e-card from Margie this morning about Irish life that was very touching. I will never forget the welcome I received from everyone I met and the special treatment my friends Margie, Alana, and Joan provided. Rose, my yoga teacher, was so very charming and warm and caring - and taught me many new ideas to use in my teaching. People are asking me, will you go back? I can only answer that with a "For sure." I don't know when, but I will return to Ireland. There is so much more to see and learn and the warm hospitality of Ireland's people is precious.
My special thanks to all who have been traveling with me through reading the blog. I'd love to hear your comments in an email. I wiish you all love - peace - and joy.
At Dublin Airport
Boat flower boxes in Kinsale
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Something Kathy says she hasn’t seen before either is the waitpersons have handheld computers they bring to the table and take your credit card info directly right at the table when you pay your bill. Neat.
Before all of that, I slept in a beautiful bed from 21.00 to 5.00 and rose feeling great. Before that I had a long warm bath in deep water in a tub long enough for me to submerge everything except my head! They really have long tubs here – remember Jim? I’ve run out of steam now and will call it quits. Besides that, the battery will give out sooner or later – When? I have no idea.
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BlogPostMon28Sept09
10.20 Dublin Airport. Well, I’m finally using my laptop at an airport – can’t log onto airport WIFI without paying, so I’ll just compose the blog and send it later. This was a complicated event – not sure I can even now review it accurately. The last thing that happened is I was welcomed to the US through Customs where my customs declaration was stamped. (The form was given to me by a kind lady in line, Ryanair neglected to do it). Declared $400 worth of new stuff, which is probably about right. Before that, through Security where I didn’t have to take off my hiking boots, thank goodness. But, my squash blossom necklace fell off the top of my tray of stuff onto the moving belt and I might have not noticed – it was three feet behind my tray – but I DID. Before that, I’ve forgotten for sure, seems like I went through passport inspection, a pre-inspection station for both customs and passport, then earlier to Delta station to check bags – when I thought I was through, but NO – there are still lines! At one point we were shuffled to the opposite end of the terminal since the lines were so long and the ones we were sent to were empty! (Somebody didn’t plan this very well. I conjectured it was because they had a sign with arrows pointing left and right and everyone naturally turns right so the leftward point was empty.) Before that, I arrived from Cork on Ryanair (first planes I’ve seen where passengers loaded both in the front and in the back (I’m impressed with Ryanair. – even though they charged me another 45 euros since my bag was 3 kilos overweight – but they were very nice about it!) Before that, I was shuttled from the Cork International Airport Hotel to the Cork airport where I checked my big bag (3 kg over – 45 euros) and used my carryon to stuff my purse into it along with most heavy things I brought and bought – they don’t weigh the carryon . Before that, I rose at 5:00 – had a wakeup call AND figured out how to set the alarm on the TV – worried about turning the TV off, but it rang anyway! That impressed me, too! What a technologically astute country this is!
10.20 Dublin Airport. Well, I’m finally using my laptop at an airport – can’t log onto airport WIFI without paying, so I’ll just compose the blog and send it later. This was a complicated event – not sure I can even now review it accurately. The last thing that happened is I was welcomed to the US through Customs where my customs declaration was stamped. (The form was given to me by a kind lady in line, Ryanair neglected to do it). Declared $400 worth of new stuff, which is probably about right. Before that, through Security where I didn’t have to take off my hiking boots, thank goodness. But, my squash blossom necklace fell off the top of my tray of stuff onto the moving belt and I might have not noticed – it was three feet behind my tray – but I DID. Before that, I’ve forgotten for sure, seems like I went through passport inspection, a pre-inspection station for both customs and passport, then earlier to Delta station to check bags – when I thought I was through, but NO – there are still lines! At one point we were shuffled to the opposite end of the terminal since the lines were so long and the ones we were sent to were empty! (Somebody didn’t plan this very well. I conjectured it was because they had a sign with arrows pointing left and right and everyone naturally turns right so the leftward point was empty.) Before that, I arrived from Cork on Ryanair (first planes I’ve seen where passengers loaded both in the front and in the back (I’m impressed with Ryanair. – even though they charged me another 45 euros since my bag was 3 kilos overweight – but they were very nice about it!) Before that, I was shuttled from the Cork International Airport Hotel to the Cork airport where I checked my big bag (3 kg over – 45 euros) and used my carryon to stuff my purse into it along with most heavy things I brought and bought – they don’t weigh the carryon . Before that, I rose at 5:00 – had a wakeup call AND figured out how to set the alarm on the TV – worried about turning the TV off, but it rang anyway! That impressed me, too! What a technologically astute country this is!
Something I left out - in Atlanta I DID have to take off my hiking boots to get through security! That is coming back home, I did, - not on the way out.
Something Kathy says she hasn’t seen before either is the waitpersons have handheld computers they bring to the table and take your credit card info directly right at the table when you pay your bill. Neat.
Before all of that, I slept in a beautiful bed from 21.00 to 5.00 and rose feeling great. Before that I had a long warm bath in deep water in a tub long enough for me to submerge everything except my head! They really have long tubs here – remember Jim? I’ve run out of steam now and will call it quits. Besides that, the battery will give out sooner or later – When? I have no idea.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
The Cork Airport Hotel
My apartment no more!
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Well, I’m on my way home. In a beautiful Cork International Airport Hotel to catch an early flight in the morning for Dublin and thence Atlanta. I am amazed at the luxury with which I’ve been surrounded in the hotels. Tourism is truly big business here – as it is in SC, of course.
Kathy left yesterday to go home about noon, taking the bus to downtown Cork and on to Shannon airport. It was a quiet, overcast day – no rain but a bit chilly comparatively speaking. Of course, I’ve been wearing long sleeves and sweaters and/or jackets much of the time I’ve been here. Still, the air is so clean, the sun so bright, the rain so soft, life has been beautiful every day. They tell me the rain can be horrific during the winter. The town has had major flooding at least 19 times and they are now in the process of improving the drainage system piece by piece as the work can be completed. The major portion of the town is now sitting on what was once harbor water – silted in over the years – deforestation using trees for barrels, ships, etc. – in part responsible.
This morning Margie and I went to a little Bohemian restaurant in Ballinspittle, a little village near Kinsale, for beautiful waffles with whip cream and strawberries. As usual, scrumptious food! These people truly know how to serve food! Every chef should come here for lessons. Anyway, then she drove us through the clean, clear, beautiful countryside to the airport. So, we said our goodbyes. Goodbye to Kathy yesterday but I’ll see her again soon! Not so with Margie, Alana and Joan. Of course, it wouldn’t have were it not for Luke’s Rotary connection. Thanks, Luke!
Somehow I feel obligated to assess this experience of two months in Ireland but I think I’m not far enough beyond it yet. I will say that I certainly cannot promise I won’t come back again – even though that seems very selfish and perhaps narrow. Maybe I should try a similar experience in another place? I do know that I have made at least three very good friends in Alana, Margie and Joan. It has been amazing how friendly they have been and how comfortable I am with each one of them now. It’s like having three new sisters! Not in my wildest dreams did I expect that to happen!
Despite the difficulties, perhaps because of them, I feel much more ready to take off again somewhere else on my own. The risk-taking involved was so fulfilling and educational and FUN even if a little scary. And, I think two months is just about the right time length for me to begin to feel at home in the environment. Primarily it means that places and faces begin to be familiar. It’s fun to see friend Joan in the SuperValu or to run into my yoga teacher in the farmer’s market – or to recognize some of the same faces walking back and forth past my flat to and from work. To attend the same church several Sundays in a row – and to begin to recognize faces there. All of that makes the trip so special. Watching the lines of people waiting at the Social Services Office or the medical clinic – hearing the noise level escalate beginning with the music in the pubs at 9:30 in the evening. Buying scones from the same baker several times – once they were still in the oven and I went home, drank a bit of green tea, and then back to buy them while just out of the oven. Learning to use a pay phone again. Doing without a telephone. Watching Irish VHS and DVD’s, listening to Irish CD’s, - not what I picked, but what someone else picked. I could go on. But perhaps this begins to describe my trip.
Enough for now. Tomorrow is travel day – so no blog. Perhaps when I get back to the Pond and get my Broadband access off “vacation” I’ll do another review. Thanks to each of you who shared this adventure with me. The blog writing has been fun. I hope you have enjoyed reading it and have gained at least a little of one woman’s escapades!
What a joy to be able to send this NOW. Wireless available in my hotel room!
Well, I’m on my way home. In a beautiful Cork International Airport Hotel to catch an early flight in the morning for Dublin and thence Atlanta. I am amazed at the luxury with which I’ve been surrounded in the hotels. Tourism is truly big business here – as it is in SC, of course.
Kathy left yesterday to go home about noon, taking the bus to downtown Cork and on to Shannon airport. It was a quiet, overcast day – no rain but a bit chilly comparatively speaking. Of course, I’ve been wearing long sleeves and sweaters and/or jackets much of the time I’ve been here. Still, the air is so clean, the sun so bright, the rain so soft, life has been beautiful every day. They tell me the rain can be horrific during the winter. The town has had major flooding at least 19 times and they are now in the process of improving the drainage system piece by piece as the work can be completed. The major portion of the town is now sitting on what was once harbor water – silted in over the years – deforestation using trees for barrels, ships, etc. – in part responsible.
This morning Margie and I went to a little Bohemian restaurant in Ballinspittle, a little village near Kinsale, for beautiful waffles with whip cream and strawberries. As usual, scrumptious food! These people truly know how to serve food! Every chef should come here for lessons. Anyway, then she drove us through the clean, clear, beautiful countryside to the airport. So, we said our goodbyes. Goodbye to Kathy yesterday but I’ll see her again soon! Not so with Margie, Alana and Joan. Of course, it wouldn’t have were it not for Luke’s Rotary connection. Thanks, Luke!
Somehow I feel obligated to assess this experience of two months in Ireland but I think I’m not far enough beyond it yet. I will say that I certainly cannot promise I won’t come back again – even though that seems very selfish and perhaps narrow. Maybe I should try a similar experience in another place? I do know that I have made at least three very good friends in Alana, Margie and Joan. It has been amazing how friendly they have been and how comfortable I am with each one of them now. It’s like having three new sisters! Not in my wildest dreams did I expect that to happen!
Despite the difficulties, perhaps because of them, I feel much more ready to take off again somewhere else on my own. The risk-taking involved was so fulfilling and educational and FUN even if a little scary. And, I think two months is just about the right time length for me to begin to feel at home in the environment. Primarily it means that places and faces begin to be familiar. It’s fun to see friend Joan in the SuperValu or to run into my yoga teacher in the farmer’s market – or to recognize some of the same faces walking back and forth past my flat to and from work. To attend the same church several Sundays in a row – and to begin to recognize faces there. All of that makes the trip so special. Watching the lines of people waiting at the Social Services Office or the medical clinic – hearing the noise level escalate beginning with the music in the pubs at 9:30 in the evening. Buying scones from the same baker several times – once they were still in the oven and I went home, drank a bit of green tea, and then back to buy them while just out of the oven. Learning to use a pay phone again. Doing without a telephone. Watching Irish VHS and DVD’s, listening to Irish CD’s, - not what I picked, but what someone else picked. I could go on. But perhaps this begins to describe my trip.
Enough for now. Tomorrow is travel day – so no blog. Perhaps when I get back to the Pond and get my Broadband access off “vacation” I’ll do another review. Thanks to each of you who shared this adventure with me. The blog writing has been fun. I hope you have enjoyed reading it and have gained at least a little of one woman’s escapades!
What a joy to be able to send this NOW. Wireless available in my hotel room!
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