2008-07-08
Return of the King
I'm back! Trying to get caught up around the house now. Many things seems to have fallen apart while I was gone. Sheesh! I'm just glad I seem to recover from jet lag very quickly.
More later . . .
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Ireland Journal--Wednesday (A Piece of the Bog)
Slowly sorting everything out fromthe trip. The new picture for the Ireland entries, incidentally, is from Loughcrew. It's what a collapsed tomb looks like from above. I was standing on top of Cairn T when I took it.
Wednesday
I declared Wednesday a day off from siteseeing. This turned out to be a good idea. It was raining terribly when I woke up, a nasty, driving rain.
Took a hot shower, made breakfast (cereal and eggs), then ran a couple errands. First, I needed to do some laundry. There’s a laundry in Athboy, one of the many low, stone buildings downtown. It’s called the Washboard, and I remembered seeing it many times on my way through town. I put my laundry in the shoulder bag I’d bought in Dublin and headed off.
Wednesday
I declared Wednesday a day off from siteseeing. This turned out to be a good idea. It was raining terribly when I woke up, a nasty, driving rain.
Took a hot shower, made breakfast (cereal and eggs), then ran a couple errands. First, I needed to do some laundry. There’s a laundry in Athboy, one of the many low, stone buildings downtown. It’s called the Washboard, and I remembered seeing it many times on my way through town. I put my laundry in the shoulder bag I’d bought in Dublin and headed off.
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Ireland Journal--Thursday (Rain and Bog)
Thursday
Hmmm . . . it rained all day today. I’d thought about trying to go horseback riding, but it’s been miserable out. I ate a leisurely breakfast, then puttered around some more and wrote a bit. (I was writing in my cottage in Ireland!) The rain continued to fall, a nasty, driving rain that I just didn’t want to brave. Besides, I’d really seen just about everything I wanted to see around here. The only exception is Four Knocks, another set of passage tombs. But Four Knocks is on private land. It isn’t hard to get permission--you just knock on the landowner’s door and they’re happy to let you have the key--but the directions to get there are complicated, and I just didn’t feel up to searching for the place, especially since it’s way out in the middle of nowhere.
Hmmm . . . it rained all day today. I’d thought about trying to go horseback riding, but it’s been miserable out. I ate a leisurely breakfast, then puttered around some more and wrote a bit. (I was writing in my cottage in Ireland!) The rain continued to fall, a nasty, driving rain that I just didn’t want to brave. Besides, I’d really seen just about everything I wanted to see around here. The only exception is Four Knocks, another set of passage tombs. But Four Knocks is on private land. It isn’t hard to get permission--you just knock on the landowner’s door and they’re happy to let you have the key--but the directions to get there are complicated, and I just didn’t feel up to searching for the place, especially since it’s way out in the middle of nowhere.
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