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Travel Blogs from Coleraine
I had what I call a productive lazy day today.
A day where I got my book, I got my lunch and I went and sat down at the festival and did not much for a long time.
It was nice to relax for a while, because I am moving on tomorrow and who knows what that will hold!
Very short entry today, because I need to pack up my bag and we all know how long that is going to take!
Lisa xo ...
... in America now, I still had hopes that he would visit home after the tour before he went home.
And if he was home, then a music festival showing local Irish talent was going to be the place I would find him.
But that was shattered when he posted a photo from Bali. Eh.
I did find a Harkin, but no idea if she was related or not.
I wandered for the first part of the day through the stalls along the river, finding people I knew from ...
... deaf and couldn’t talk. And the ten year old boy spoke for them and signed back to them.
Not only was I amazed and moved by the dedication and skill shown by this little boy, but I also wondered something.
How the heck did he learn to speak when both parents couldn’t? And how did he know what sign language went with which word when words weren’t given to him? I’m boggled.
Lisa xo ...
... a history too boring for even the people running the site to delve into.
Belfast - We visited Katie's friend from her year studying abroad. He lives in East Belfast, which we quickly discovered is a Unionist stronghold. How did we discover that? See the UVF mural attached. Seems like a nice city, but we didn't see much because sleeping children meant no time for the Titanic, etc., though we did manage to ...
... so nice. I have yet to meet a person that hasn't been genuinely pleasant. We ended up just staying in a hostel, because it would have been cheaper and we had no idea where the place was. The town has only 1,300 people living there, so we definitely stuck out like a sore thumb. We walked into the pub next to our hostel to grab a drink and started getting asked all these questions by some older guys. You wouldn't have thought they had ever seen cute girls before. We went upstairs to ...