7 posts tagged “vacation”
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Maggie was going through recipes today and found some recipe cards from the farm we toured last year in Ireland. Rathbaun Farms, over two hundred years old, and still in operation by the family. It's a tiny farm by our standards, but it was one of the most interesting, authentic sites on our visit.
We watched a sheep dog 'rangle' the sheep. Then, one of them got a shear haircut. After the tour of the farm, we were led into the dining room and served the best brown bread and scones we have ever had. We still think of it often. One of those things you will always remember.
Anyway, the 1st anniversary of our trip is coming up and we are thinking back fondly and longingly to Ireland. So, I wanted to share it... Check out the site, Rathbaun farm, cuz there are recipes of the scones, brownbread, Guinness Fruitcake there.
A little piece o' Ireland.....
See ya...
Ireland is indeed a beautiful country. Much of it still unspoiled by modern times. Which is good and bad for them, and I worry that with the upswing in their economy will lead to the damage of what makes this country so unique.
If the jet lag doesn't get you the weather changes will. In Ireland it's pretty much the same year round. Cloudy with good chance of showers every day. When the sun comes out it's absolutely gorgeous. You get a mix of weather everyday, so it's best to be prepared.
Here the weather is typical summer, it's ninety degrees today. Not at all balmy and pleasant. Very humid and uncomfortable.
Our travel agent had suggested going a day early, and we're very glad we did. We got a bit of rest and did some exploring on our own till we met up with the tour group the next day. On the right is Temple Bar, very famous Dublin landmark. The neighborhood is referred to as Temple Bar.
The area was purchased by a gentleman for his farm and home in the late 1600's and his last name was Temple. This area is just south of the Liffey River and the land is slightly elevated, which would have referred to as a barr of land. After several hundred years they dropped the extra r, and in the 1700's a pub was built here. Interesting part of town, very narrow streets, sort of touristy. Like New York which reclaimed Times Square, Dublin reclaimed this area which had fallen into an area of seedy reputation until the last 30 years.
Couldn't do everything we'd hoped to do. This is Dublin Castle. Still used for formal state events. Not a castle as what you might think of. The battlement on the left is from the 1200's or so. That part houses a police museum now. The tours were pretty much booked up for several hours when we got there, so we took some photos and moved on.
Caught a cab right outside the castle gates and headed over to the Guiness brewery. A tourism visit must see, but not so exciting if you don't care for Guiness. They have an impressive view of Dublin at the top of the building, and you get a complimentary pint.
Got back to the hotel to meet up with the tour, had a drive around the town to see some of the high points and back to the hotel for a meet and greet with the rest of the group.
I was pleasantly surprised to find out I did enjoy traveling with a group of people. By and large they were all very nice and interesting.
As Tim mentioned in the previous blog we had our tour mascot, Walker, and his very nice mother Maura. (and yes, I did remember how to spell it, unlike Tim)
Very disappointing this morning to have to make my own toast and coffee. Where are my Wheatabix? My choice of croissant, danish and brown bread? That part of holiday is always pleasant. I didn't miss cooking for the whole week.
On to unpacking the bags. We were soooooo pooped when we got home last night we just dropped everything. Back to reality today. More blogs and tons more photos later.
Top o' the morning to ya. . .
Well we want to take a moment to say thank you to the U.S. Government for making it possible for one of us to take a tour of Ireland. We received our tax incentive money today. That takes care of the final piece to our trip.
So we'll be helping the economy- the Irish economy, and the American Airlines economy, along with the tour agency.
Thanks to our government!
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we went for a bike ride today with Mollie & Bill. We rode from their house to Rock Cut park, where Bill and I did a lap around the park, and then, back to their house. Maggie did great! Best ever, I think. Tore it up, and didn't get fatigued. Good practice for our trip to Wisconsin later in the week.
Home for a shower and a nap and then out to dinner with Mollie and Bill. Mollie's company did the window blinds for a new chain restaurant in the area. Granite City Brewery. So, since the restaurant did a dry run for opening next week, they hand out dinner passes to test the cooks and staff. Mollie's company got some, so they took us to try it out. It's not bad. Not great, but not bad. Might go back, but it's pretty uninspired. Just like most chain places, but the waitress was pretty good, and it was free. . .
Had a coffee @ the closest Starbucks, and then home to watch West Wing, and relax, since we don't have to rise early on Monday.
Oh yeah, the pic is from Peggy's jam yesterday. She was nice enough to send a couple pics of us.
Time for bed. More tomorrow. . .
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what is it about a full moon? Is it just me? Is it the cats being awake? Is it the energy of a celestial body right next door, shining it's heart out once a month? I just can't sleep for the couple days right before and after a full moon. It's kinda like when you were a kid ( or now) when you were going on vacation when it's time to get up, or christmas break was getting ready to start, or you are headed on a weekend adventure in 12 hours. That 'buzz' that won't let you sleep. A hummmmmmmmmmmmmmm in the ethos that can't be turned off. I get the same feeling, or malady, when we go to New York to see Mary. The city is like a full moon. Bright, full of energy, and just won't shut off. Maybe the big apple isn't a good name. Maybe it should be the big moon, or the full apple, or. . . . Ok, I'm rambling. Hey, I've been up for two hours, and it's only 4:30 am c.s.t. . . . There are things to do, obviously, since nature won't let me sleep, or is it just me. . . ?
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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