Ashlee Lodge -Blarney

... there having circumnavigated the world by April 2011. My plan is to sail from St Lucia through Panama Canal, down to Equator and on to the Galapagos Islands which will take up the the end of February, I am hopeful that I will be able to continue to the Marquesa Islands and on to Tahiti which would bring me to the end of April - then home.<br><br>My skipper Stephen has his own blog http://blog.mailasail.com/alady

... action and by this point we realized that we were very tired and it seemed better to rest at this point. A few of us spent the night researching for the trip ahead. We used the Let's Go Europe 2009 book and I would highly recommend this to anyone who is even thinking about traveling. It is so helpful and points you to all of the things you would want to see and how to get to all of the spots in the most budget and time efficient manner. <br>

... supposed to go. During this time, there was an aggitated gentleman (and I use this word loosely) who was apparently following me, and felt the need to honk his horn whenever I slowed down to attempt to read the non existant road signs. Enough said. <br><br>Following a short bout of tears, we finally made it to Blarney Castle. What a relief. Oh, by the way, if you are driving slowly, you should be in the far ...

... door I chat with Michael some more about "Me" and what "I" do. After chatting a while he has to get some work done and heads to his office. Then I chat with Ann some more about "Me" and my "strange" beliefs. Then Karen walks by and I give her one of my business cards. As we're chatting, Ann mentions the reading list I gave her and shows Karen. Karen laughs as she's read 2 of the 4 books and thinks she has the others in her "library", or on her "to-read ...

... breakfast. I got a ham quiche-type thing, sausage and some AMAZING hashbrowns. I loved it. We then drove the 3 hours to Limerick. In Limerick we stopped for a little bit to go to the bathroom (which cost 20 cents) and look around. Apparently Limerick is also known as "stab city" because of the deaths due to the drug wars. It is also known for the gypsies that go there to stay for a while. We then got on a different van to go to Blarney and ...

... c'est « Remède miracle » qui joue à l'instant sur mon ordi ! Hihi ! En tout cas, ne me prenez pas en pitié, malgré les petits détails agaçants, je m'amuse comme une folle ! Je crois qu'Hannah et Martin, mes collègues de travail, commencent à m'apprécier (et c'est réciproque) et y'a une des « pool attendant » qui a l'air de me trouver bien sympathique aussi ! Je fais tranquillement ma place. Et j'ai le temps de lire ! Joie ! C'est un livre... spécial disons ...

... people can tell you so many lessons so often (i.e. parents), but until you go through the motions yourself, you just ain't going to get it. Maybe this is why parents struggle so much with raising their kids. I hammer the kids that come into the shop about so much and give them hell, and then I clue into this same realization and I back off on the 'grumpy stick' a little bit. So yeah.. We have been on a 6 day tour of the middle to south of ...

... that most of them are on an express journey to get there as quickly as possible, have a quick stony pash, and then bugger off elsewhere before spending the time to really admire the castle properly. Amber certainly had no problems leaning right back and smooching the grey stone of the castle, but I conscientiously objected. Perhaps it was because it&#8217;s the epitome of tackiness. Or perhaps it&#8217;s because I can imagine the affable ...

Travel Tip # 21: (since I forgot the last time): Don't eat the Cornflakes Do you know those old Cooper helmets stored away in Canadian basements....well in this neck of the woods they are worth their weight in gold, Stephen(Maggies son) filled me in on all the lingo and the prices for these gems that we stow away in our basements. Hurlers will pay up to 120 Euro for one of these(they as I am told have been discontinued) they also told me of the price even a replica can bring ...

... to look at the thing. When we finally reached the top, Ricki had to take a photo of something or other, and in passing the lens cap to me, it somehow slipped between both sets of fingers, and through the small area of metal grate on the floor, and disappeared somewhere way, way, way below. We watched speechlessly. After a moment Ricki ...