Literaly - Dublin fever. About 101 F that started less than 24 hours after
I arrived.
I
did make it out to Newgrange on the winter solstice no less. I was not
one of the lucky 20 or 25 (out of 32,000) that were allowed in the
central chamber to see it lit up on sunrise on
winter solstice.
Actually, the sunrise lits up the inner chamber for about 6 days around
the solstice. And at the Dowth chamber a few kilometers away, the inner
chamber is lit up by the setting sun on the winter solstice.
I
found the short winter days (about 8 hours if lucky) depressing. And on
a fever that kept me in bed for 36 hours straight, with no one to fetch
me hot toddies. Not the glamourous part of world traveling that some of
you imagine. As soon as I was able to get up and find internet access,
I booked me a flight home. Found a flight leaving within 18 hours.
So,
after about 20 hours on travelling, I arrived back to the sub-tropics
late on December 24. The high fever broke somewhere over the Atlantic
Ocean. However, still had intermittent fever for a few days, along with
a hacking cough.
The dogs were rather non-plussed at
my return. Their life was good enough without me. I'm almost back
to full health, and will be getting out and about soon. However, my
plans for working on writing did not go quite as planned, so I'll be
sitting myself in front of the computer for days on end to catch up.
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