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... below. It was about 3km round trip and I didn't have too much time so I was booking it up and down this trail. On my way up it started to rain, thank goodness I brought an umbrella and my EF rain slicker. I stayed dry except for my feet (and being sweaty). I got the photo I wanted and then booked it back to make the bus on time. From there we went back to Dublin, passing a bunch of Georgian style homes, including the one where Oscar Wilde was born and grew up.
Every now and then, you have a day where you have to take a step back and make sure it's real life.
Today was that day.
I took the bus to Inch beach today and walked along the beach...which is reaaalllly long.
It's not an inch.
I walked past a guy playing hurling and got talking to him.
He asked where I was from, and I said Tasmania.
This is where 90% of people go 'oh ok' and 9% ...
... day of weeding the landscape. Let's just say we underestimated the time and effort necessary to finish the job. No way we’d get it all done that day. Around twelve o’clock, Lynn went in to make some lunch. Homemade garlic chips, with open face tomato/cheese/basil/olive oil sandwiches (which are a new favorite snack, I might add). Brian was supposed to be there, but ended up not being around, so we had all of the food to ourselves. That left us ...
... there and to see the paintings done by the students there.
Then we drove on to Portlaoise and had dinner with Granny Wilson and went to the The Nutcracker suite.We enjoyed the ballet performed in a small theatre. It brought back some memories of the last time I saw it when I was ...
... seemed stable enough but I was scared out of my mind. Finally, after almost an hour we arrived at our destination. First we looked at Puffin Island, which was chock full of birds; it was absolutely amazing. We saw gannets and puffins among other birds. There were thousands of them. It was both beautiful and scary at the same time (especially for me, given my fear of birds.) The only problem, other than my nausea, was that our camera decided not ...