Joyce asks the questions, and we provide the answers. See how others answered at From This Side of the Pond.
1. What was your after school routine like when you were a kid?
Snack, homework, then play.
2. January 26 is National Green Juice Day ( I guess it's true everything really does have it's day). Do you juice, as in make your own in an attempt to get healthy? Do you do the green juices? What's your favorite kind of juice (home blended or store bought, either one)?
I don't juice and don't do the green juices. I don't drink very much juice, actually, but I do like the V8 Splash with the fruit juices.
3. What's something trivial about which you have a strong opinion?
How much time do you have? Okay, I'll try to narrow it down to one thing. People clapping after Mass. We are very fortunate to have a good music department for 2 of the Masses. If people want to show their appreciation, donate money to the department, write a thank you note, or just tell us thank you. It's not a performance; we are praying through our music. Just because Mass is over doesn't mean the reverence to the sanctuary shouldn't be there.
4. What do you need more of in your life? Less of?
I can't think of anything that I need more of at this time. It would be nice to have less anxiousness about the boys. Does that ever end?
5. Give us three adjectives to describe your January.
Frigid, calm, prayerful
6. Insert your own random thought here.
I am a self-professed genius. I had my back porch covered last spring so this is the first winter that I've had it. It's great because the dogs can get back onto the porch after they've done their business. It's not great because they can't get out without me letting them out. With such frigid temperatures last week, I came up with a plan. I tied a string to the screen door handle and put the other side just inside the house. When they want to go out, I open the sliding glass door, pull on the string, and they can go out without me getting onto the porch. I wasn't sure how Gurl Dogg would do with it; sometimes she can be a little skittish. But it worked like a charm!
Joyce asks the questions, and we provide the answers. See how others answered at From This Side of the Pond.
1. What's a winter memory you treasure (can be from any winter in your lifetime)?
Sledding in the park across the street from the house where I grew up. This happens to be the same park where I walk the dogs.Hearing the laughter coming from the hills in the park after our last snow on the 10th brought back a lot of memories.
View from the bottom of the street
2. Tell us about the last time or a recent time you were caught up in red tape. Does it send your frustration level off the charts or is it something you've come to expect when dealing with any sort of bureaucracy?
I can't remember the last time that happened. After CH's passing, everything was a breeze. Social Security was incredibly easy and everyone in every office I had to talk with was extremely helpful and nice. Well, except for the HR person in the company where he worked. It didn't have anything to do with red tape, just a person who didn't adequately do her job.
I recently went to the Driver Services Office to get my Real ID; I was in and out of there in no time. I also went through some travel government offices to get what I needed to travel to the UK, as well as Global Entry. Everything was extremely efficient.
3. Do you eat/like fish? Do you cook fish at home? What's your favorite fish dish? Ever been ice fishing?
I like fish but I don't cook it at home. I've never been ice fishing; I don't think I could stand to be outside in the cold that long. I like a good salmon, but CH made a blackened swordfish when we camped near Charleston that was amazing. And I do like a good mahi taco.
4. Did you watch any of the US President's Inauguration coverage on Monday, Jan 20? On a scale of 1-10 (with 1 being not at all and 10 being very very) how interested are you in politics in general? Do you follow/keep up with/ get involved with local politics?
I was out running errands and honestly, I didn't even know what time it was scheduled. I'm about a 1 with being interested. I don't have anything to do with local politics.
5. What's the coziest thing you own and what makes it so?
I recently purchased this pj set from Land's End and absolutely love them. Very warm and soft.
6. Insert your own random thought here.
Just in case you're interested, I started writing about the 2nd week of my latest Ireland Adventure. I'm only getting it posted 9 years after it happened. I figured I'd better get it finished before my next one begins. 2 more posts and I can start writing about the adventure that was next. And then the 2 after that and I'll be caught up. You can find all of the posts here. I'm also writing similar posts on my travel blog, Flyin' the Coop.
The other 2 times I visited Ireland, I stayed in the Republic of Ireland so I was looking forward to experiencing Northern Ireland. My SIL (M) has been all over the island, so she kind of knew what to expect. Our group for this tour through Vagabond was a little larger: we had 12 in this group. The group consisted of M & me, 2 solo travelers (which included the Aussie who was in the previous group), a couple, and a group of 6 who were related. We chose the front of the van but offered to change seats if anyone else wanted to. We ended up staying in the same seats the whole time, which was fine with us. Our "vagaguide" was Tomás, a witty young man who loves the outdoors. I think it goes without saying that he was witty...he's an Irishman. He did a fantastic job of spending time with each of us in the group. M & I bonded with him right away.
We spent the first few days in the Republic, although we were headed north. For those who aren't familiar with how Ireland is divided: There is a sliver of the north that is the Republic of Ireland, not Northern Ireland. Northern Ireland is part of Great Britain; however, they did not want the sliver on the west coast. If they claimed it, Northern Ireland would have been predominantly Catholic. Since they didn't claim it, the country is predominantly Protestant. You'll hear more about that in a future post.
Our first stop was Corlea Trackway. I was so glad we stopped here; it was fascinating. I wish I had known about it when CH & I were there; he would have loved the history of it. And now you're probably wondering what it is!
This is an Iron Age road built in the boglands of Longford. The largest to be found in Europe, it is said to have been built in 147 BC. The amazing thing is that it is so well preserved. Once the logs sank, the bog kept them from rotting. Artifacts that have been perfectly preserved have been found. An actual body (or 2) has also been found. While the purpose hasn't been specifically named, it is believed that it was some sort of "ceremonial road". The logs are free from ruts which would have been made using carts, so there is a bit of a mystery to it.
Just a sidenote: I watched an episode of Shetland where a body of a young girl was found in the peat. She had been missing for over 10 years but her brother's wife said that it looked like she had just fallen asleep. Jamie Perez told her it was because of the peat.
Part of the track is in a climate-controlled visitors centre
A "nail" that was used to keep the boards together
On the way to our next stop, Tomás stopped at a place that is popular among kayakers: Tarmonbarry Lock on the River Shannon. It was a nice little stop, although it was a tad bit windy.
The obligatory wind-blown picture
From there, we went on to County Mayo. The Museum of Country Life will give you a glimpse into what life in Ireland was like from 1850-1950. I found the exhibits to be interesting, but this is one place I don't think I would revisit. That being said, in all fairness, it was a rather chilly, drab day so we didn't have a chance to wander around the property. I know we missed some things, like a thatched roof cottage and a round tower.
View of the museum from the van
There was a little bit of everything in the museum to depict daily life, from lobster pots:
to chairs:
to egg baskets:
to dolls representing St. Brigid:
The night before the feast of St. Brigid, crosses were made out of materials such as straw or thrush. Holy water was sprinkled on them and they were placed in the inner thatch, asking St. Brigid to protect the building.
Hurling was a new sport that CH didn't know about until our visit to the EPIC Museum in Dublin. The season begins in the summer, and in the 19th century, girls would make hurling balls out of horsehair for their sweethearts to use in the MayDay competition.
A wooden bench outside of the museum
We ended the day in Enniscrone, County Sligo, where we had a group dinner at the Ocean Sands Hotel.
View from our room
The next day was jam-packed with adventures! We started the day with a beautiful rainbow as we left Enniscrone:
Photo courtesy of Barbara
We were treated to several view of Benbulben. Benbulben is Ireland's most famous table mountain. As we looked at this beautiful sight, we heard the story of Finn McCool & Diarmuid. I won't get into the whole story, but suffice it to say it involved a girl. And a boar. Long story short, the boar was charging Grainne (the girl), Diarmuid stepped in front of it and fatally injured him. Finn had the chance to save him but chose not to because of his jealousy over Grainne choosing Diarmuid over him. Diarmuid died in the shadow of Benbulben.
Benbulben struck me as being majestic, yet mysterious
I saw another sheepdog demonstration. It was a bit different than the one during the Southern Tour. The farm we went to does a lot of breeding for sheep farmers. We saw hours-old lambs, one of which appeared to be in distress. M & I let the farmer know we were concerned, and he briskly took the little one to the heat lamp.
This farm is in the shadow of Benbulben. If I'm not mistaken, he said that the dogs will often have to head up the mountain to find his sheep.
Picture courtesy of Tomás
It was a beautiful farm and the demonstration was incredible. This farmer uses a whistle instead of his mouth.
The stillness of the dog was something to watch
You can just hear the lamb crying "baaaa"!
The highlight of this stop was being able to actually hold the lambs that were just days old. Martin told us to be careful because they could relieve themselves on us.
He didn't have to tell me twice!
M was a lot bolder. She and a guy in our group were very tempted to sneak them onto the van.
Still in the shadows of Benbulben lies the final resting place of W. B. Yeats, Ireland's most beloved poet. He died while he was in France and was buried there. He requested that he be buried in Sligo; however, this had to wait due to the outbreak of WWII. It took 9 years, but his body was finally laid to rest in the cemetery of the church where his great-grandfather was the minister at one time, and where he spent his summers.
Yeats' grave with lines from his poem "Under Benbulben" on the tombstone
Yeats' grave with Benbulben in the background
The one-of-a-kind mural, from 1895, is the result of the Church of Ireland's reluctance to have crosses in the churches
The organ loft in St. Columba's
St. Columba's in Drumcliffe, County Sligo, was built in 1809.
The high crosses are remnants of a 6th-century monastery. Across the road, behind the high cross, is what remains of a round tower which the monks would have used as a bell tower.
We boarded the van and drove to Slieve League. We had the option to take a boat ride, or at least we thought we did. The weather was what some would call "typical Irish weather": rainy, windy, and cool/cold, so the boats weren't running. Tomás told us later that the road to Slieve League closed not long after we left. As we headed up the mountain, we drove through what we thought was a spot of rain. When we reached the top and got out of the van, Tomás pointed out what was causing the "rain" just in that one spot:This is called a "Devil's Spout". The wind was blowing so hard that it was blowing the water back up the mountain. It was an incredible phenomenon.
The Devil's Spout with a Napoleonic Tower on the hill
The Napoleonic Towers were in use in Ireland between 1804-1806 and were used as signal towers. They were built in response to a potential French invasion. As I read about these towers, I realized that we saw one during the previous tour, at Old Head.
Old Head Napoleonic Tower
M & I laughed practically the whole time we were at Slieve League; the wind was just crazy! It was hard to hold my phone and the wind kept pushing me around. The scenery was very dramatic:
Now this is a wind-blown picture!
As we made our way back down the mountain, Tomás was kind enough to stop so I could take a picture of "Éire" (Ireland) spelled out in rocks. During WWII, the rocks were put in place so that pilots would know they were crossing Ireland and not to let their bombs go.
On the way to Donegal, we passed Ireland's largest fishing port, Killybegs.
Once in Donegal, we searched out Hanna Hats. One of my sisters saw it on a show and suggested we go by there. They custom make hats, designed for each individual's head. I don't know how long it takes to have one made. We finally found it, but had trouble finding the entrance. This lady came out and looked very perturbed at us, so M refused to go in. I went in, looked around for about a minute, and bought some wool socks. When I told the lady that my sister saw the shop on a show in the US, she was all smiles.
This was NOT the main entrance!
Our hotel was right in the center of town, so it was extremely convenient. Construction was happening right in the center of the town square, so it was hard to imagine it without the scaffolding.
Donegal was a lovely town, one I would definitely put on my list to return. We ended the night listening to "trad music" at The Reel. There were only 3 people: a guitar, an accordion, and a lady with some kind of rhythm instrument that we couldn't hear. The guy on the accordion was an elderly gentleman; we had no idea what he was saying. I don't know if the guy on the guitar could see our faces as we strained to understand the elderly man, but he encouraged all of us to smile and nod. So we did.
Around Donegal:
You can see the scaffolding in the middle of the town square. The kegs suspended in the air caught my eye.
The Abbey Cemetery can be seen in this picture.
Olde Castle: We liked it so much we ate lunch and supper here!
I read that this restaurant may have been the stalls/barn for the castle
Abbey Cemetery
Statue of Red Hugh O'Donnell, chieftan
We saw so much in just the first 2 days of the tour, and we weren't even in Northern Ireland yet! Stick around; there's a lot more coming in the next 2 posts.