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Driving in Italy is definitely going to be more challenging. Within the first half hour of reaching Italy we were tooted at for taking more than half a second to move away from the traffic lights, honked at by a juggernaut for something only he knows the answer to, and screamed at by a car park attendant for taking too long to turn around in his car park. Add to this the stomach squelchy heights ...
... around my lower legs, pretending like I was just some regular sitting-on-the-beach-listening-to-the-s ound-of-the-waves kinda guy.
Next thing I knew it was light. My first thought upon awaking was, "****, I wonder if anyone's seen me?" I went back to sleep and awoke another half hour or so later, only this time when I poked my head out of the boat there was a dog sniffing around. A dog will usually equal an owner and when I visually located her she was giving me a ...
... five-fold, each moment more breathtaking than the last. There are two things that could have improved this experience: a heavy coat, and the absence of the guy in the fedora whose head ruined half of my photographs. Apart from those things, this was the best sunset in the history of sunsets.
When we arrived at our final city, Riomaggiore, and queued up to exchange our sea legs for land legs again, it become exceedingly obvious why ...
... away from home in a disused shack across the road. That ended up being his last night as he froze to death that night…with nowhere to go. Very, very sad…I felt very selfish having wanted the snow and cold only to have this sort of thing happen.
To more happy things now…Wednesday night we joined Paul and Michelle at 'Pauls Cafe' for dinner and heard all about their adventures in Barcelona ...great night out…We also chatted with the owners...they ...
up late today and very carefully!!!
Walked down to ‘The Loft’, where Maryce used to work when she
was here in Dublin, and bought a few little bits & pieces..
Very gingerly we walked to Uncle Jim and Aunty Doris’s to then walk to 'Dorset Street' to catch the bus to Bettystown and through to
Mornington, Droheda,where Dorothy & Kevin live. The trip down was very pleasant on a very comfortable coach.
Bettystown is a ...