Day 83: C(h)ords

In downtown Galway sits a rock. (okay. There are a lot of rocks around that area. But this is… a particular rock.) I’ve been meaning to get a picture of it for several days, since I was first informed of it and managed to spot it close by the bridge I have crossed probably a…

Day 82b: On the Rocks

Did you know there is a super sweet shipwreck on Inisheer? Because I didn’t. Apparently this is the MV Plassy, not that I had the faintest clue about that until googling “inisheer shipwreck’ later on BOAT Full of holes Which you can go into?! This would so not be a thing at home but it…

Day 82a: I Wandered Away ‘Cross Galway Bay

Today was my last full day in Galway, and really my last day before I begin the journey home. (Tomorrow I go to Cork, where I will fly from super early the following morning.) In a way I feel quite similarly to how I felt just before I left home; relatively emotionally unmoved, largely because…

Day 81: Up Close

So after last night’s… adventures… today was thankfully a bit more sedate. However, I did go for a nice walk along the River Corrib and one of the many canals that go through Galway (the Eglington Canal I am pretty sure.) While so doing, I took a bunch of pictures of things, and found myself…

Day 80: Breaking News

THIS JUST IN INSECTS HAVE TAKEN THE STREETS OF GALWAY oh my god they are going to eat us all the ants are coming noooo why are you just standing there don’t you see it’s coming for you studies show that “do not enter” signs are 1000x more effective when a giant creeping horror spider…

Day 79: Restless Feet Pt. 2 (no photos)

So instead of walking through scenic locales today, I walked for 5 or 6 hours doing much much gift shopping. Because Christmas is now 90% sorted, though the process of figuring out how I get all this loot back is not one I am particularly looking forward to.  However, at the end of it all…

Day 78: Restless Feet

So apparently I can’t stop myself because today I walked as far as some of my shorter days of being Actually On The Road.  I blame that little yellow jerk this was RIGHT OUTSIDE MY DOOR what do you expect it’s conditioned into me at this point I didn’t take as many pictures because I…

Day 77: South Again

Today was consumed with the process of traveling to and getting settled in Galway, a process which took significantly less time than getting to Portrush from Blacklion which are far closer together (small town transit links yeah I know but still). I have few things to share today except that Galway still seems to be…

Day 76: Differences

This morning I left my room to find two of Roisin and John’s grandsons – Pierre and Luke – quietly playing games on the living room couch. Less than an hour later we were chatting energetically over a hearty breakfast cooked up by Roisin, our conversation wandering from football to video games to martial arts….

Day 75: The White Stones

The weather report had promised – PROMISED – that today’s weather would be less miserable than yesterday’s. So despite the fact that I awakened to rain, I checked the train timetables and figured out how long I could afford to wait for things to become…. if not good, less bad. I really, REALLY wanted to…

Day 74: Return Of The Femme

So today it was cold, windy, and rainy pretty much all day. This is not unusual for this trip, as y’all know by now. But. Guys. This time I am a FIVE MINUTE WALK from not one but TWO gorgeous golden sand beaches. In July, for gods’ sake. It is, as the kids say, NOT…

Day 73: Stepping Stones

So today I went to the Giant’s Causeway, and to Carrick-a-Rede (AKA “Rock in the Road” AKA crazy gorgeous island reachable via rope bridge 100 feet over the water below) I am a bit wordsmithed out, after the last few blog entries, so I am going to leave the photographic commentary to a minimum this…