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... of air space between Northern Ireland and international waters, created during WW2 to allow greater range for the allied aircraft.
After lunch, drove along the coast. Had a good look at Bundoran, very quite and sad looking on a winter's day. Passed Classiebawn Castle, owned originally by the Mountbatten family. This was near where Lord Mountain was killed on his boat by an IRA bomb in ...
... saw Our Lady (Mary, Jesus' mother) in 1879 on the back wall of the church. It was my first visit to a Marian apparition sight. Today we visited Croagh Patrick, a mountain that tradition says that St Patrick had a 40 day retreat on the summit in the 400s. It was raining, windy and cold so we didn't climb it. This evening we went to a performance of Handel's Messiah. Such beautiful music! I travel to Dublin tomorrow and fly home on ...
update on 10/16 - went to dinner on the quay (pronounced "key" for those of you in the Bronx. - Had some oysters and scallops right from the Bay.
Went to Matt Maloy's Bar - the flutist from the Chieftains owns it or that is the rumor - met some folks from Belfast.
Went to the bar next store - the Portush - nice Irish music -
update 10/17 - Marian made us soup for lunch - went to an Italinan restaurant for dinner in town - food was great - La Belle Vita ...
A relaxed start to the sunny day, allowing the patient to sleep in. Reluctant to leave with so much unseen. Ok, we will have to come back. We picked up our car at around 11. It is a 1.6 l diesel Golf with engine shut down when idling. It seems great. We drove out of Dublin following the taxi driver's instructions, " when you come to the church in the middle of the road, go right". It worked and soon we were on a freeway heading west. We stopped at Enfield to get our bearings, have a ...
... shelter for when I need to get out of bad weather, a place to relax, a place to eat and sleep.
That just-right amount of space is mine.
So this morning, the final morning in my tent, I didn't get up.
I wanted to enjoy the red light seeping through the paper thin walls one last time.
I wanted to remember how it feels not to be able to roll off the bed, because there isn't one.
And as if the world around me knew ...