VACATION BLOG: WEEK TWO Dublin, Galway and County Donegal

TECHNOLOGY IS MY FRIEND … NOT (insert eyes rolling to the back of the head …)—at least where GPS and pay-as-you-go phones are concerned!

Oh, dear. I was not successful in getting Gabby to do her thing—at all— and decided I’d simply buy a new one. And I could not get the old iPhone to work (for Sandy) with a local SIM card … I’ve clocked in so many hours trying to get things to work together—I’m so blessed that Sandy hasn’t killed me yet. We’ve been connected at the hips for entirely too long <giggle> As for the phones … yeah. Things haven’t gone as planned and we now have two Eir (Irish) phones that we’ll change SIM cards when we arrive in the UK (tomorrow). We can talk and text as needed—we’re not chained to each other as we’ve been the last week. Talk about liberating—for both of us!

Gabby-2 is working fairly well, though she doesn’t know the English names of Irish towns and I’m unfamiliar with the Irish names, so we’re having a wee bit of a problem there—but she’s gotten us to where we need to be so far. But occasionally she sends us in circles (no, not the roundabouts—literally sends us around the block (and once into a dead end street. At least I was able to figure that one out quickly.) Knowing where I’m going makes me a happier person.

On the upside, I’ve managed to achieve a goal—I’ve gone over 1,200 steps several times in our walk-abouts in the first week. This is excellent and hopefully it will continue to be the norm throughout our entire trip. With a lack of internet, I haven’t had a good handle on steps on a whole (but will after I send this blog out).

We had a grand time in Dublin (a few hiccups due to technology and some short days for the same reason) using the Hop On-Hop Off tour bus to get us around the town and to spots we wanted to check out. Photos will be added later (when we have a decent wifi connection). We were on to Galway where we wandered the streets, down by the docks and up the touristy quarter—and, yes, we helped the economy <wink> nicely. I’ve already a few gifts filling my luggage. Three days of poking around (and finally had the technology issues fairly well sorted out—yay), taking pictures and noshing on lovely food … yes, we liked Galway. Still no pub grub—I really must remedy that.

When we arrived at the hostel in County Donegal (pronounce Donny-gaul)—at the Blue Stack Centre Hostel (this is one that Gabby-2 refused to give directions to, so I did a bit of a work-around to get us in the general area), lugged our baggage into the hostel … to find that they accidentally double booked a large group of teens atop our reservations, so there was no room for us. The hostel folk were so kind—they managed to find an accommodation in Frosses (not too far away) at an AirBnB for two nights. It was lovely—much better than what we would have had. Except … no wifi. So, we came back to the hostel for Friday night (the 25th) only to discover that I’m connected to the wifi, but so far … no internet connection. So I’m not really sure when this blog entry will actually happen. Hopefully we can get it sorted out very soon and you’ll get it at some point on Friday. Otherwise, I’ll just have to try again when we go to our accommodation in Bushmills, N. Ireland on Saturday (26th).

We finally had a lovely pub dinner in Donegal—absolutely lovely. I had a venison stew (drool …) and Sandy had the Irish cheeseburger (local beef and cheese). Sandy had a white wine recommended by the bartender (owner) and I had the Donegal Stout (“dark-rich-smooth”—yes indeed!!!) We left very comfortably full. And had to rush over to the chemist to buy some stuff before they closed at 6—all the stores closed at 6pm, or no later than 6:15—on a Friday! I’m so used to later hours.

Perhaps I’ll add some photos if the connection improves, but I’m thinking this is it till I can get ahold of my notes (all on the iPhone—insert eye-roll—which is usually not a problem). SIGH. Well, I do have a good connection—I hope. I’ll try to add to them a little later this today (it’s already 4:20pm on Saturday here).

Next week we’ll be back in Dublin to see a few things we missed on the first go around, then hop on the Stena Lines Ferry to Wales where we will be meeting up with two new friends: Jo and Ian (you can meet them too if you go to their Something Vloggy Patreon site (I’m working on setting up one for my business). I think I’ll enjoy meeting these two. Then, up to West Yorkshire to meet another new friend: Anne Lister. Another one I’m thinking I’ll feel right at home with.

So, until next Friday … or sometime around then … slainté (good health) and blessings. Now to go get caught up on my Facebook page—FB is so nice … on my iPhone, it says I have “9+” notifications. Probably close to one hundred <insert dazed stare> Laughing nervously …

Hawthorne Blooms??

Tight Fit in Bunk Bed ...

Blue Stack Centre Hostel bunks are a wee bit low …

English Daisies in Donegal So Many Choices ... street signsOh … I give up for now. Half loaded sideways. I’ll need to do some — there’s that technology monster rearing his head again!

Celtic Invasion Vacation: Wales-Part Two

AS MY TRIP CONTINUES TO unfold on these pages, I am having fun reminiscing and looking through all of the photos I managed to accumulate. Rather daunting, actually. You are only seeing a small fraction of the shots I took. At some point, I will be putting most of them (at least the ones I deem ‘sharable’) onto my Flickr page for you to peruse. Until then, you must be satisfied with the smattering I include in the blogs (fewer, this time—I’m afraid the last one was way too photo-heavy).

Snowdonia—and Wales in general pull at my heart-strings, for sure. There’s something quieting about the natural beauty of this area. I’m sure my blood pressure was down quite a bit. It’s the ‘woody-ness’ of the region, I think. Have you ever heard of Forest Bathing (also known as Shinrin-yoku)? Sounds a bit weird—I know, but really, there are scientific facts behind it. Here’s a link if you want to check it out.

So, now—onward with my adventure…

Day Five (honestly, the days were starting to blur, so

Confusion

Confused? Which way did we go?

chronological order may not be precise) was mostly spent wandering around the town of Caernarfon, to see the beautiful castle and town, but we also managed to get out into the country to wander around the rolling hills and bluffs of Ysgol Poithy Felin.

Beautiful Vista

Hills and dales, where the sea meets land…

Three brave (or perhaps fool- hardy?) souls managed to somehow negotiate the cliffs to poke around in the rocky beach below. I was content to stay above, drinking in the beauty of the area. It was amazing. Our evening was the highpoint of the day—first, a BBQ’d dinner, then a concert by Jonny Dyer and Vicki Swan. They’d planned on

Jonny and Vicki

The melodic duo, Jonny Dyer and Vicki Swan sang and played for us

leaving around 8pm, but stayed well beyond that, playing the most magnificent music (I purchased a few of their CDs—insert huge grin) until around ten or so. After bidding them safe travels, we all went to bed very happy, indeed.

Day Six involved lots of driving. We met up with Jonny and Vicki in Llanberis for a boat ride out to an island to try to spy some puffin…I didn’t see any. But it was

Boat Ride to Puffin Refuge

A puffin refuge, but not a puffin to be found

a nice ride. Back at the docks, we said goodbye to our musical friends and continued our adventure, after wandering the town for a bit. From there, we went back into Holyhead, to Winefried’s Well (loved the architecture), and…well, like I said, it’s all a bit of a blur. We did get back to the cottage relatively early, figuring we’d walk to the local pub for dinner. Plans changed and we ended up going into Holyhead for dinner at a lovely pubby-restaurant, The Old Boathouse at Red Wharf Bay (I think). Delicious food.

Day Seven was pretty much spent driving to our final destination (with a tiny bit of sightseeing on the way)

River In Town

This river flows through town, with businesses on both sides. Don’t remember the town name —sorry.

—a beautiful, old hotel in Mold (in Flintshire Wales), where we spent our last night as a group. We took in the sights as we drove, but it was mostly pre-departure day preparation day for the majority of the Invaders. We had one final ‘house concert’ in one of the Invaders rooms, then we retired for the night.  Then next morning—very early, we all drove into Manchester. Marc dropped a few at the airport so they could catch their flights and the remainder of us were deposited at the

Manchester

Last look around Manchester before heading back on the train to Bewely Hotel

Bewley Airport Hotel. I would continue on my trip the next morning, Nicholas took the train down to Cardiff (spent the night and back the next day) so he could go to the Dr. Who Experience, and Jan and Jim would head out for home the next day. We had breakfast together and said our goodbyes. It was lovely, but I was exhausted and looking forward to getting on to my next stop so I could recover from all the fun I had in the last seven days. I needed a vacation from my vacation…so I could continue my vacation.

If there is one thing I’ve learned—especially on this trip, going into any vacation, you must know your limits. Thankfully, I do know mine, but still, I have a tendency to stretch those limits on occasion—sometimes finding that little extra I need, but other times, finding myself completely spent at the end of the day. I have decided, no matter which way things go, I choose to see every experience I have as a rich one, filled with lessons for me to learn. I have found that I never regret the things I’ve done, though, perhaps I shake my head at some of my choices. And laugh.

Next year, Marc’s plan is to go back to Ireland to explore the northwest corner and the Giant Causeway, and possibly a trip to Isle of Man. If it’s at all financially feasible, I’m going to attempt to make the trip (I usually travel every other year, but there have been exceptions made in the past). Marc has already opened up the reservation doors and space is limited. If you are interested, make sure you check it out. Remember, this is not your typical “tour”. It’s a vacation for like-minded people who want to enjoy a bit of history, beautiful scenery and Celtic music.

Until next week (sorry for the delay in getting this posted—internet problems), may visions of vacations-to-come dance in your head, beckoning you to break out of your every-day life, to explore the world around you, whether just outside of your back yard or across the border somewhere.