So, me troopers, how was the craig? Did we all have a good time in Derry?
That was Seanie asking us how things went in Derry. He's a funny guy.
Okay, we left (London)Derry on the Paddywagon and headed down to Galway. That was a bit of a bonus, because the 3-day-trippers weren't supposed to go there. But we had to change buses into a daytrip bus and that could only happen in Galway.
On the way to Galway, Seanie kept entertaining us with Irish folklore.
For example, he sang his Fish song to us. I tried to upload it, but wouldn't work, so here's the link. It's pretty unique in its own ways: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=erap1-QCxWc
He tried to teach the guys to say: Is cailín deas tú...which is pronounced Iss kol-leen dyass too. That would translate into: You are a pretty girl.
Enough already.
What did we see?
For example this:
He was a Nobel Prize recipient and supposedly wrote his best stuff AFTER he received the price.
Because the weather wasn't really all that great, we pretty much headed straight down to Galway.
There, we took a few pics and waited for the connecting bus.
Galway coast:
I liked this fella, the rest of Galway is just a huge tourist trap:
Returning to Dublin, I pre-arranged a dinner appointment with a co-worker of mine. Cheap us, we bought 2 subs for the price of one at Papa John's. And had a good talk for about 2 hours. The common agreement was that we have to do that kind of thing again. Which puts me slightly under pressure, because my time is drawing to an end and I will finally see my family again in about a week.
The appointment was kind of like a Daughter-Daddy-date and I now know what to look forward to when my girl is at the age of sharing wisdom.
Mark Twain once said: "When I was 18, my dad was so stupid. When I was 21, he was really smart. It's amazing how much my dad learned in those 3 years."
Monday, which is today, ya know, me troopers, I had another day off. So, I decided it was time to take care of another item on my list:
I was allowed to go to Ireland under the condition of going to Bray to the south of Dublin and take LOTS of pics.
If the term wasn't so misleading, I would say : MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. I rather say, okay, done.
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| That hill, I was supposed to get onto and take pictures of the sea from. |
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The trail-just sayin' ya know?!    |
All time while walking in the hills, I tried to sing popsongs in my head. The only songs, though, I could come up with REALLY were, again, Molly Malone and this one:
Which is funny, because last night, I again was asked about the eternal nature of my marriage. I try not to bring up my religion too much because I think having one passion is quite enough for people to handle. In my case nature. My friend asked, if the Eternity thing also works for friends. I explained briefly about our temples and how I was married in one. The friends thing, I said, I wished sometimes would work, too. But that hasn't been invented, yet.
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| Greystone |
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Hurts me to see the "barren" mountains being man-made |
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| What ever it is, it's pretty |
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| This one and the next, I think are part of one of my favorite movies |
After taking the above pictures, the batteries on the seasoned international traveller's camera died. So much about preparation.
Over all , I walked about 15 or so ks today. Much nicer than walkimg 40-something on the Dublin Mountains Way, as the original plan was.
On the train, my allergies were catching up with me and I was rubbing my eyes like crazy. A lady gave me a tissue to help get the pollen out. She was suffering the same problem.
As she got off the train, she even handed me the last of her lunch. REALLY salty fries and some spicy, I think, meat patty. At first, I was a bit suspicious, but, hey, I was hungry...:)
So, as of tomorrow, I'll be back in the office- ordinary life with unordinary people..One might think.
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