Down to breakfast and it’s pretty much like all the other breakfast buffets with the potential to eat yourself sick! Back upstairs so I can finish posting the blof – and down again in time to meet James at ten o’clock. He’s a handsome blue-eyed Irishman nattily attired and driving another Mercedes Benz! Such comfy cars! We’re so spoiled! It’s a lovely drive to Cashel with some conversation and some scenery watching. It takes about an hour and a half and it isn’t quite raining when we get there. We pay our reduced-rate admission and join a tour which has just begun. The tour guide is a red-haired, red-bearded, blue-eyed young man, the perfect appearance for his job! He tells us the castle’s (cashel is Irish for castle) history and moves us along from spot to spot with efficiency and care for people’s safety. Part-way through it begins to drizzle, but not so badly that we are even tempted to go and hide. ...
Well, it’s the next morning, we’re on the train, and I have time to think about all the things I was too tired to blog about last night!! In no particular order: We saw a bus going to Mountjoy Square! That’s cool because Larry’s middle name was Mountjoy! Most of the pubs and many of the houses and apartment houses have colorful hanging baskets of flowers because there is little room for gardens. The Dublin University Fencing Club seems to meet at Trinity College. They provide all equipment and all standards are accepted. And it’s only five euros! You’re also invited to “bury the blade” - but that’s not the fencing club! It’s an ad for the rowing team! The Long Room at Trinity College houses more than books. In the central aisle there are displays of old photographs, original documents from Jonathan Swift and Samuel Beckett. And tons of busts of famous writers, scientists, and politicians. We...
We will be picked up at 8:45, so we’ve got to get it together PDQ. When we get to breakfast, the last of a large tour group is just vacating the dining room and you can almost feel the collective sigh from the staff. The young lady who acts as hostess remembers us from yesterday. Apparently we really startled her! We were just standing in the doorway, right where the sign says to wait to be seated! She even went home and told her mom! She has finger nails that are about an inch long and come to a very sharp point. Don’t think too hard about how she does some things with them. After breakfast we finish packing and are downstairs with half an hour to spare. When I turn in our keys, the clerk says there are no charges on my card, and I fess up that we had afternoon tea yesterday. For my honesty she only charges us for one of the teas! I have a few minutes to post part of yesterday’s blog before our newest ...
Beautiful test shot!
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