Shamrock Isle
Well folks, in just a few hours I’ll be off to paradise they call Ireland, The Emerald Isle, Éire, or by it’s much more exciting name Fireland.
Vanesa and I’ll be gone for the next week, renting a car in Dublin, cruising up around Sligo, heading by my ancestor’s town of Foxford, illegally digging around Connemara for marble, Ignoring Galway and sweeping through to the Burren & Bunratty Castle. Then testing out fear of heights by driving down Connor’s Pass to Dingle. Who knows what we’ll be up to in the final few days, but I’m sure it’ll be full of pub visits, pints of Guinness and hopefully some colourful characters.
And since this is my first trip with the new image-capturing machine, I’d better get around to posting the last few trips I’ve taken as to
A. Give y’all something to do while bored at work over the next week and
2. give me the time to put up the Fireland photos as soon as I get home.
Have a wonderful week Me-hearties! (Wait, that’s pirate, not Irish.)
Póg mo thóin!!! (That means, “Good day!!” in Irish. I can’t wait to try it out when I get there.)
Ok… So… Here are the pics!!
Las Palmas
Return to Las Palmas - Part 2
The awful whip-crackers at my academy send me packing to the Island of Gran Canaria to get my teach on. This time they even made me stay over the weekend, giving me time to search for an escape route on the east of the island. I don’t know why I keep working there.
Semana Santa in Albondon
One of the reasons I love Spain is that for some reason (Easter) we get almost an entire week off in March (some years, April. Why can’t we agree on a day that Jesus died??)
So I headed down to my favorite spot in the south, the sleepy village of Albondon, where my good friends Nathan and Edurne live.
With us were Inti, Ari, Julito and Ali. 7’s a party, you know.
Here’s is also where my camera died and started me thinking about getting my new lovely one. Thanks rock!
(You may want to click on FULL SIZE for some of the panorama shots.)
Colmenarejo
Vanesa studied abroad in Paris 10 years ago and she got along so well with the others that they make it a point to get together and see each other once every few years. 10 years have past, they’re a little older and hopefully a little wiser. Definitely good people. I had a blast meeting them all and spending the weekend in the Sierras near Madrid.
Rome
I don’t know how we do it, but once a year, members of my family and I end up meeting at some random place abroad. Last year it was a visit to my brother Chris in Kyoto with Mom, Guy and Mwee. This year, I dropped in on Mom and Guy while they were gallivanting around Italy…
I only had a few days, so we made Rome our meeting place, and what a meeting place it was. It makes me wonder how they built it in so few hours…
Gran Canaria - Part III
Ok… So I went back again to teach.. Yadda Yadda Yadda. But this time I had company!!!! Wooohoo!! Vanesa brings some sunshine to the Canary Islands.
See you soon! ‘Til then, may the road rise to meet you and may the wind be always at your back.
Peas







