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Ireland, day 9

Clouds defeat the struggling sun while I work out. I’m just doing my cool down when JR and Griffin deliver me bacon and toast. Nothing like having personalized room service in a very timely fashion. Apparently I was in the shower when Jason brought me Diet Cokes, but he persisted. Mmm, cold caffeine. We gather … Continue reading Ireland, day 9 →

Ireland, day 8

Packing frenzy! We have nine people spread around a good-sized house for a week. But we’re up to the challenge. Strong young men haul loaded suitcases up from the bedrooms. Kat makes bacon sandwiches. Jason hauls out trash, loads suitcases in our car as Logan, Savanna and Colt are going to ride with the wonderful … Continue reading Ireland, day 8 →

Ireland, day 7

We have an actual reservation for lunch at the restaurant in our adventure park. Our destination’s about 45 minutes away on this cloudy, misty, rainy day. And the adventures we want are all inside. Good deal. So off we go, piling into cars. Out through the little village and beyond to mist-soaked hills and fields. … Continue reading Ireland, day 7 →

Ireland, day 6

A stay-in day for me as those galleys won’t do themselves. And it’s a changeable day weather wise. Rain, sun, clouds, sun, rain. I guess we’d call that an indecisive day. Kat makes a run for a few things, and reports we’ve just about cleaned the little local chemist out of Kleenex. I have to … Continue reading Ireland, day 6 →

Ireland, Day 5

I take the weather forecast at its word. Cloudy, but a minuscule chance of rain. We’re gearing up for a day in Galway City. After workout, I dress appropriately for the also forecast low sixties. Everyone’s up and about, though poor Kayla’s still not feeling well. Ray from Ashford’s right on time, so we leave … Continue reading Ireland, Day 5 →

Ireland, day 4

Kayla’s feeling a little punky this morning, but Kat hits the chemist for meds. My voice is pretty rough, but seems to be improving. I feel fine, so this little hitch is mostly just annoying. After workout, I fry myself a rasher of Irish bacon, toast a slice of brown bread. Mmm—hits the right spot! … Continue reading Ireland, day 4 →

Ireland, day 3

Rain’s one thing, but wind that turns the air into raw, blustery March? It calls for a fire in the sitting room. It’s cozy and comfortable there. Logan and Savanna are sleeping in as they stayed up until about four watching a basketball game—Logan’s team won. When Kayla gets up and around, she’s lost her … Continue reading Ireland, day 3 →

Ireland, day 2

Ireland—Day Two On this rainy morning, Griffin and his daddy are the other early risers. They greet me as they pass the gym on their way upstairs. Workout done, dressed for the lazy, rainy day, I head up to find some of the group at breakfast. Jason makes me some toasted brown bread and butter. … Continue reading Ireland, day 2 →

Ireland, day 1

We’re on our way on an 8:30 pm flight. A little stress and chaos as Kayla’s hit with a fever a  couple hours before takeoff, but the doc cleared her, so we’re off. Griffin, as always, is thrilled with the whole idea of flying, which somehow manages to cut down on my absolute hate of … Continue reading Ireland, day 1 →

We’ll see how this goes…

I posted my first travelogue on Substack: On the Road Please note, it’s a free Substack. Mine will stay there. Nora’s will show up here starting next weekend.  And eventually we’ll meet up in Ireland. Laura