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London Day 2: The End of an AMAZING trip

When we woke up the last day of the trip, my sickness was gone, and we were focused! We knew we wanted to see the Tower of London and the British Museum. We knew the rest of the group was going to watch the Changing of the Guard. Armed with our handy dandy tube guide and a map, we decided to leave the group and meet up with them for dinner near St. Paul’s.

1 YEOMAN WARDERSo off we went. We stood in line at the Tower and decided to go on the guided tour first then walk around on our own. I’m glad we did. We learned about the Warders. They’re all retired military and they live at the Tower. They tell fabulous stories and point out all the attractions you want to see if you have time. While we were there, a couple celebrating their 50th anniversary was there. They were married at the church in the Tower of London property, and this was their first time back. It’s NOT just one tower. Most people probably know that, but I didn’t. After our guided tour, we stood in line to see the Crown Jewels. If you ever go to the Tower of London, STAND IN THE LINE for the Jewels. It’s a fast moving line, and even though it looks like you’ll be there forever, you won’t. It’s so worth it. HOLY COW. AMAZING.

(This weekend I saw a PBS special on the queen’s coronation, and as I watched I kept telling DH, “this doesn’t capture the majesty of that robe, that dress, that crown.” I think he might’ve gotten a little tired of hearing it, but I was serious.)

After the Jewels I headed to the dungeon aka, the torture display. All I can say to that is OUCH!

We saw the ravens. It’s said if the ravens go, the kingdom will fall. I didn’t realize how BIG ravens are. There were signs not to feed them, and all I could think was WHO WOULD FEED THEM, they might bite your finger off!?!

We ran into some of the other group as we were leaving. They said they didn’t have time to stand in the line for the jewels. I don’t know if they did or not. If not, they’ve got to go back to London.

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From the Tower, we hopped on the tube (mind the gap!) to the British Museum. Armed with another map, we went in search of the Rosetta Stone. But I ran into this guy instead. I’m a romance writer. When I find statues of Cupid and Venus, I take photos.

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No, really.

I didn’t take photos of the Rosetta Stone. Or the Assyrian statues. Or anything else in the museum other than Cupid and Venus. I think maybe my brain was fuzzy from cold meds.

I gave everyone 90 minutes to look through the museum, but after 45 my feet

4 Museum ceilingwere killing me, so I drank an orange pellegrino and took a picture of the museum’s ceiling.

I should definitely NOT be in charge of what pictures get taken at the end of a trip. I almost took pictures of my feet.

After 90 minutes we found the rest of my group and discovered they too had been done looking at the museum for 45 minutes because their feet hurt! I should’ve take a group foot picture.

6 St Paul'sBy this time it was close to dinner time, so we headed back to the tube station for a two stop ride to St. Paul’s. All I had here was the tube stop. No map. I forgot to look up and took us AROUND the cathedral. (Cold meds, hurt feet…I had an excuse!) We ran into the church AND a Starbucks. The group wanted to sit since we had a little time. I’m always ready for coffee, so off to Starbucks and their free wifi.

After I finished my coffee I wanted to look inside St. Paul’s. I lucked out. A choir from Norway was performing. It was BEAUTIFUL! I sat in that amazing space and took part in the first thirty minutes of the service before leaving to make sure I didn’t get us lost looking for the restaurant which my iMap said was within feet of St. Pauls. I trusted iMaps once. It took me to an OU/ Kansas  football game. OMG. SOOOOOOOOO much read! That stadium is crazy big and it was packed and all we wanted to do was go play poker, but we were stuck in OK Hell of tailgate parties and Kansas fans leaving because they were getting stomped and rednecks driving around in trucks and screaming like wild banshees. As much as I like the app, I don’t trust it. But this time it was spot on. Our last London dinner was fish and chips and it was delicious.

Half the big group went back to the hotel after that, but it was our last day and I wanted the full experience, so I stayed with the other half of the group for a short walk and our final tour.

8 Wobbly BridgeWe walked across the wobbly bridge from Harry Potter. And while we waited I took another picture of the Eye 5 The EyeAND discovered what I’ll definitely check out next trip to London.

I’ve walked by the Globe every time I’ve been to London, but this time it was actually open and they were showing Macbeth! I can’t believe I never thought to look and see if tickets were available. I know our super awesome amazing guide Paul would have at least given me feedback on the option had I even thought of it!

7 MacbethSo yes, if you ever go to London, check to see if The Globe is open!

At least I got a picture in front of a poster. 🙂

As the sun started setting our final guide of the trip met us on Embankment. Jack the Ripper. He was so funny. In the past our main guides have told us not to bother with the Ripper tour because it’s just walking around the East End through alleys looking at places the most notorios British killer left bodies behind. Paul promised us the tour would be awesome and he was right. Our Ripper tour guide was funny and insightful and full of information. Not only did he tell us the Jack the Ripper story, he showed us how the East End is changing and how diverse it is. We LOVED it! 9 Jack the Ripper tour

At the end though, my feet were wishing I was back at Macbeth.

And then…we went back to the nice town of Greenwich for one last night of London sleep.

I love EF Tours and the opportunities it’s given me and my students. When I was a kid my bucket list had two overseas places on it: London and Paris. I’ve been to both, and I feel like I could make my way around London no problem now. My students feel like they can do study abroad and experience the world no problem. They want to learn other languages. They’re fascinated by different cultures. EF helps you see the world as global. Since 2008, I’ve taken students and teachers to England, France, Italy, Ireland, Wales and Scotland. I’ve written on the banks of the Seine River and sung along with Parisiennes on Music Night. I’ve gotten lost and found my way on busy London streets. I’ve seen the place fairy tales were born. I’ve seen the white cliffs of Dover from Calais, France, and wondered what soldiers thought during World War 2 when they were so close to home they could taste it, but they couldn’t get there. I’ve experienced history in a way no classroom could ever truly teach. When I was that kid making the London and Paris bucket list, I could never have imagined. As a teacher now, EF helps me open the world to my students. I can’t wait for my next trip (Germany, Prague and Paris). THANKS EF!! #

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London Day 1

Day 1 in London started a little rocky. My puny sickness was now a full blown cold. UGH! No voice, felt like crap. But I was in London. No way was I going to let a little summer cold stand between me and the sights to see.

This was my third EF trip to London, but the first time we ended there instead of starting there.

The night train dropped us at St Pancras station which is right across from Kings Cross, so several kids ran to get photos of Platform 9 3/4. I ran to the pharmacy for cough drops and cold medicine.

Usually when we get to London we go on a walking tour of the city because we’ve been on an international flight and waking up is essential. This time we started witha  bus tour. After the hostel one night and the night train the next, I kind of think a walking tour might’ve been a better idea because a bus tour while you’re sleepy is tough stuff! Our  local guide was awesome, but I don’t think we heard much of what she said.

1 off the bus

I made myself stay awake for the Westminster Abbey stop. I’ve still never been in Westminster. That must change next time I go to London!

2 I'm a tourist 4 the EyeWe stopped the bus for a few quick pictures and a walk around the outside of Westminster. Then back on the bus for the tour to St Paul’s. I love St. Paul’s Cathedral. It’s beautiful. It’s amazing that it survived WW2 relatively unscathed. One of my former students is in London right now for study abroad and she said firefighters stayed on top of it during the bombings to keep it safe. I believe it.

3 bombed church by St Paul;sRight around the corner from St Paul’s is a church that didn’t survive the bombings. Instead of rebuilding, the surviving walls were left standing and the area’s been turned into a park. I’d love to know more of this story. One day I’ll go to London for a longer stay and delve more into the history. EF does city stay trips, too. There’s still so much I haven’t seen, though, that I want to wait for one of those until I’ve seen more of the world.

After St Paul’s we took the tube (Mind the gap!) to our hotel in Greenwich to drop off our luggage. I used the time to drink Vitamin Water and try to feel better. It worked. When we left the hotel, we knew we wouldn’t be back until that night, and we had a packed day ahead.

First we went to EAT. This little restaurant is one of the favorite stops for my group of returning travelers. It’s a great place to eat with awesome fresh food. They were excited when we found one. My one new traveler loved it as much as the rest of us by the time we left London.

After food we continued on our walk toward Covent Garden. But first, we

5 obligatory Penguin picturestopped at a book store. I did not go in the bookstore, but I did get my obligatory penguin picture because I collect penguins. It started with my students years ago, but now it’s me. It’s nuts how many penguins I have in the newsroom. I love them all.

After the stop we made our way across the Thames for a walk to Covent Garden. We accidentally ran into the Strand, which meant pictures of famous addresses and possibly famous people. I loved the address 6 Pearson Publishingplaque on this building and security was everywhere, so I figured it was someplace special. Maybe even royal.  Turned out it’s the address of the business US Politicians love to credit with the salvation of education while those of us in the trenches call it the home of The Emperor’s New Clothes. Pearson Publishing. AKA Test Central.

7 The SavoyRight next door is the Savoy. One day I’ll stay at the Savoy. Or maybe not. I think a nice B&B will do, but the Savoy sure looks cool.

Covent Garden is just a couple blocks from this area. We made it there and split up to shop and just take in the sights. Making it there was an adventure. Our guide was with the group going on the Eye. We chose to leave him so we could see more of the city. So armed with a map and our memories we made the trek across town on our own. Definitely worth it.

8 Living Statues in Covent GardenCovent Garden is a must see in London. It was raining while we were there, but the living statues never stopped performing. The acts in the square were entertaining and the shopping delightful as always.

9 Indian FoodWe met up with our group after that for our London dinner. Indian Food! Indian food is probably my favorite thing to eat in London. It’s so amazing. Maybe it’s amazing everywhere, but we don’t have it in Wichita Falls, and if I could eat it every meal in London, I would. Curry=awesome. This time my group had to eat separate from the rest of the group because they didn’t quite have enough space for us. We made it an adventure.

And then it was time for the night’s highlight. Wicked.

I could see Wicked a million times and not get tired of it. This was the third. And it was still awesome. 9 Wicked

Day 1 in London was done and it was time to head back to the hotel. At the end of the day I was happy. Still sick, but happy. My first international trip with EF my guide told me they try to let us experience the towns in a way that we can come back and feel comfortable navigating our way through town using public transportation while also educating us on the history. This third trip made it clear the system works. I truly understand London now. Going back on my own won’t be a problem…one day. My next EF trip will be the first that won’t include London, but I will be back because I love it. #

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Bonny Scotland

Saying goodbye to the hostel was no problem. I was sick that night, so I guess the room didn’t really matter. Besides you don’t go on these trips for the hotel. You go for the sights. even though I felt puny, I decided to focus on the fact that I was in Edinburgh. It was easy with sights like this:1 something different

Our first stop for the day was the castle. I could’ve stayed at the castle all day. There were so many interesting things to look at. The Royal Scots Dragoon Guards museum is there. You might know them because of their Amazing Grace on bagpipes that’s so popular. (Click the link and at least have the music playing in the background. Totally worth it.)

Mary Queen of Scots: crowned as a baby.

Mary Queen of Scots: crowned as a baby.

I walked around the royal rooms while at the castle and saw the Scottish crown jewels. It’s fascinating that they found a random wand that wasn’t supposed to be in the jewels when they opened them. I’m totally working that into a book one day.

Everywhere we went in Ireland and Wales people were excited because we were going

to get to see the Scottish Tattoo. I didn’t get the excitement. I mean, I’m not opposed to tattoos. I think they’re cool on other people sometimes. What was so special about Scottish tattoos? Come to find out the Scottish Tattoo is a

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military procession. I WISH we could’ve gotten to see it. Instead we just saw them erecting the seating for the event. That was pretty impressive.

We left the castle and made our way down the Royal Mile over to the Scot monument and tons of shops. It was beautiful 4 amazingsunny day. Everyone in Edinburgh walked around like they were in the middle of 100 degree weather. We soaked in the sun and sights and all the interesting performances on the square by the park and museums.

Scotland was so gorgeous. When I grow up I want to spend some major time in5 park the Ireland, Scotland, Northern England part of the world. The tour was great, but I want to be there for enough time to get it in my bones. I’m seriously in love with that part of the world.

 

We were scheduled to leave by night train that evening, so our wonderful guide scheduled us for a fun “Ghost Tale” walk with Adam Lyal. We made our way up the Royal Mile to to Witchery and met Adam. His fun tour was a combination of history and hilarity. We saw so much more of the area, learned about the history of witch executions and had more than a few laughs. 6 witchery

Emily was chosen as the witch in our group. She was a great sport!

Emily was chosen as the witch in our group. She was a great sport!

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At the end of the tour, it was time to head to the train station and the trip to London. This was the last thing I saw in Scotland. It sums up my thoughts perfectly:10 an appropriate end

The night train is always an adventure. It’s NOT comfortable, but it gets you from place to place while you’re sleeping, and honestly it’s better than international flying.  By this time my puny had turned into a cough. Ugh. I was ready to sleep no matter what. When we boarded the train Susan and I discovered our room was a handicap room, which gave us LOTS more space than everyone else in the group and put us right next to the bathroom. Everyone was jealous. A few minutes before the train left, we discovered our door wouldn’t latch. The porter told us we had to move rooms, and we were sad for about 10 seconds. Our room move:


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First Class. First Class on the night train means you have your own room and a blanket. It was awesome.

When I went to sleep I was happy. Coughing, but still happy. London was up next. I love London. Goodbye Scotland. I will return! #

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Gretna Green and Edinburgh

I don’t know when I first read a historical romance starring Gretna Green. When I found out we’d visit there on this trip, I was thrilled.

Gretna Green, Blacksmith's

Gretna Green, Blacksmith’s

The short stop was fun, but it was mainly for shopping.

I did get to take part in a whiskey tasting there, though. At that tasting I learned all whiskeys are not created equal. I’ll never be a whiskey drinker, but the sips I had there were amazing.

Sculpture

Sculpture

I thought this sculpture was perfect for the town.

After the short stop in Gretna Green, we were off to Edinburgh. It reminded me more of Paris than England or Ireland. That surprised me.

More like Paris than I expected

More like Paris than I expected

We went to dinner at Vito’s. We ate there both nights we were in town, and it was AMAZING!

One of the teachers on the trip wanted her students to try the local fare, so she ordered haggis. One of DH’s best friends from high school and college was on the trip. He was the only traveler from our town to try haggis. You can tell what he thought by the look on his face.Michael and Haggis

By the end of dinner, I started feeling puny. I didn’t realize it was the beginning of a cold from hell.

We stayed in a hostel in Edinburgh. It’s not an experience I want to repeat with students, but it wasn’t the end of the world either. Think camp when you’re a little kid. Those bunk beds that feel like you’re lying on plywood. That’s the hostel bed. BUT the rooms were clean, and they had their own shower/toilet…kind of like an RV bathroom. I was a little sad when I saw the IBIS hotel right across the street from us. I love IBIS.

But I wasn’t sad for long. We were in Edinburgh, how could I be sad?!

At Vito's in Edinburgh

At Vito’s in Edinburgh

Grasmere: One of the Most Beautiful Places Ever

I should’ve known when we drove into town and saw everyone walking around with walking sticks that something was up.

When we drove into town we passed a cute “Elderly Crossing” sign, so I mistook the walking sticks for canes.

When we left Rydal Mount, Super Guide Paul asked if we wanted to take a short nature walk over to the town of Grasmere. Off we went.Grasmere201306190011

Looking back the nature walk really wasn’t all that far, but in the midst of it, I worried we wouldn’t all make it.

It quickly became apparent why so many people had walking sticks, but with views like these, how could we possibly want to ride over on a bus?

I will definitely go back to the Lake District in England one day. Grasmere is my second most favorite place in the world!#

Me and ON in Grasmere

Me and ON in Grasmere

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A New Favorite: Rydal Mount

I didn’t take pictures at the hotel in Manchester. I wish I would’ve. I met a couple who’d been married for 63 years while we were waiting for dinner the first night. They were precious. He couldn’t hear very well, but he loved to talk. She wanted me to talk because she liked my accent. I wanted them to talk because I liked their accents. Perfect.

RydalMount_England201306190001The next morning we went to the Grasmere area in England. I’d fallen in love with Ireland, but this was a close second. The area is so incredibly beautiful and the people so nice. Once again , it was like we’d been transported to a different time.

Our first stop was Rydal Mount, William Wordworth’s home. His gardens were incredible, and the guide told he cultivated all of them. Today, descendants still visit the home. It’s well worth the trip.

All of the pictures are from my short walk through the gardens. I could’ve spent hours here.

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Wales

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My luggage, tagged and ready for the ride to Holyhead.

Everyone I talked to said to be prepared for a rocky ferry ride from Ireland to Wales. Even our awesome guide told us to make sure we took our Dramamine.

View out the ferry window

View out the ferry window

So we were all pleasantly surprised that our ferry ride was more like a cruise. The water was calm, the sun was shining. We were happy campers.

ON and I on the bus in a new country.

ON and I on the bus in a new country.

Wales was beautiful. We skipped the town with the longest name because our guide told us the name was made up anyway. He’s from Wales, so he was excited to show us around. We barely spent any time there, but what we saw was beautiful.

I loved that we could see Snowdonia. It reminded me of the Game of Thrones books. We traveled to Beaumaris, a huge medieval castle. As we walked around I could just imagine the people who actually lived there in this beautiful area when the castle was actually a place of protection.

I’ve heard Wales is home to more castles than anywhere else in the world. It would be fun to come back some day and do a castle tour.

We didn’t stay too long at the castle because we had a long drive to Manchester, but what we saw was amazing.

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The Ring of Kerry: I Left My Heart in Ireland

God’s Country. Ancient. Amazing.

1 First pic of Ocean and RocksThose were my thoughts as we reached the water on the Ring of Kerry drive in Ireland. I loved Ireland before. Now, it surpassed Paris.

The scenery here took my breath away and gave me chills. I could not believe how gorgeous it was. We were on bus full of people, half of whom were teenagers, and silence reigned for a moment when we turned the corner and saw this.

After quite awhile of breathtaking scenery, we stopped for the sheepdog 2 sheepdog demonstrationdemonstration. Our tour guide, Paul, told us he’d never seen it before, but he’d been told it was amazing. We learned to trust Paul.  The sheep and dog owner started the demonstration by telling the teenagers to think before they got a dog. He told them dogs need people, so don’t get one if you’re not going to be home. AND he told then to be aware of their space before they get a dog because Collies like his need lots of space and they’re super smart, so they need to be doing something all the time. Small space=small dog. Busy and gone all the time = no dog. Finally, he told them to never let someone else train your dog. He said YOU can go to training with someone else with your dog, but never to give the dog to someone else to train without you. I loved the demonstration, but I think his dog advice was worth the 5E admission.

Next we headed to lunch at the Scarriff Inn with Ocean views. 3 gorgeous 4 me and ON Paul made our reservations here instead of the place EF suggested because he said the ocean view was the best on the drive. I believe him!

5 Ocean 6 At the beachAfter that we made our way to the sea.

Thankfully, it was sunny. Cold still, but way better than the icy rain we’d experienced regularly up until now.

7 River at Sneem

After lunch we made a few stops, but my favorite was Sneem, Ireland. We were prepared for this quaint Irish village with a great Woolen Mill and other shops. What we got was the O’Sullivan Clan meeting. Wow! The place was packed. Security waved us into town and waved others out. Little O’Sullivans walked around in WANTED shirts with their pictures on them. Food carts were everywhere and the pubs were full. The river in Sneem reminded me of the river in Duluth, so I took a picture.

Finally we headed back to Killarney, this time through the Killarney National 8 Torc Waterfall at Killarney National ParkPark so we could hike up to Torc Waterfall. And by hike, I mean ouch. There are more steep hills in Ireland than anywhere I’ve ever been. Still, the view was totally worth it! One of the dads nearly died here, but as he started to fall off the side of the bank with a 12 ft. drop, he did some super human upper body jump that propelled his whole body forward. He lived. 🙂

The walk down to the bus from the waterfall was way easier than the walk up, so I was able to look around an enjoy the scenery instead of thinking DEAR GOD WHAT AM I DOING while trying to play off the whole out of shape, breathless thing I had going on.

9 Fae home 10 Fae in hidingI’m glad I could look around because this is where I got the magic. After this, I totally understood fae, leprechauns, fairy godmothers. One of these trees is hiding wood fold. I’m sure of it. The other is a fae home. Look at the ground around the trunk.

When we got home, we walked around Killarney window shopping. Tis was our last night in Killarney. Dublin was next. I was excited for Dublin, but I knew I’d be leaving my heart in Killarney. I think it’s still there! #

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A terrible, horrible, no good, very bad deal AND God’s country

Our first full day in Ireland, I was “late” to the bus.

Anyone who’s ever traveled with me can tell you this is a big deal. A very big deal. A terrible, horrible, no good, very bad deal. I HATE being late, and I hate when late people end up costing me opportunities.

In reality we weren’t really late, but everyone else was early, so they hurried us along, which was fine except the only seats left on the bus were in the very back.

You know what happens in the back of the bus, right?

Yeah, we were the wild ones, I guess.

Break the ass with a ham

Break the ass with a ham

You can tell how wild we were by how much joy we took out of this sign on the back of the bus, which we would have never seen had we not been running on time (just later than everyone else) that first day.

Sandra and I are old travel buddies. 20 years of trips makes for an interesting friendship. This was our third vacation overseas together. Thankfully, we had Susan to point out this great emergency sticker disaster. It led to much laughter.

Irish Wolfhounds. Beautiful, but I think they were bored.

Irish Wolfhounds. Beautiful, but I think they were bored.

BUT I still felt bad about being late—r than everyone else. And I felt bad because Sandra was sick. In fact, I felt a little like these guys (Irish Wolfhounds), stars of our first stop: Kerry Bog Village.

Kerry Bog Village is one of those places that shows how life used to be. No actors, but the houses, tools and flowers were cool. It was raining when we got there, so I ran into one of the villager houses.

Peat fire!

Peat fire!

My first choice was a great one because a peat fire was burning and that Irish rain is freaking cold.

I’ve always heard about how stinky peat is. WRONG. It was lovely. A little smokier than wood, but a good kind of smoke. I could definitely live with peat fire on a regular basis.

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Once I got warm I turned around. What I saw made for a laugh out loud moment. I guess maybe I should’ve known the origin of the saying “don’t throw the baby out with the bathwater.” I didn’t. Now I do.

All the Kerry Bog Village houses had the horseshoe on the door for luck. It’s interesting how many cultures put something on their doors. One day I might research the history of these totems. Maybe.

The rain stopped and then started and then stopped and then…you get the picture. If you go to Ireland, make sure you take an umbrella or be willing to walk around wet and cold. Thankfully, my trusty umbrella was with me constantly.

5 peatPeat was piled outside the village house like we would stack wood. I thought that was interesting. I also loved the tools and pots and pans outside the house.

Yes, I know. Flowers and pretty pretties.

Yes, I know. Flowers and pretty pretties.

While I wandered around the village, I couldn’t help but admire the gorgeous foliage. I took 5 bajillion pics of flowers. I won’t share them all. This one was interesting because of the wheel. I wonder if villagers would actually leave the wheels propped up against shrubs or if I fell victim to a staged picture point. If this was a staged picture point, I’m cool with that. It’s pretty. I like pretty.

After about 20 minutes I left the village. It’s definitely one of those tourist trap type places. But, hey, I’m a tourist, so that’s fine. Still, it’s not an in-depth look at life in Ireland.   20 minutes is more than enough time to make your way through the place. (I stand corrected. If we had more time there, I might have noticed how historically accurate it was!)

It’s a nice stopping off point early on the Ring of Kerry Drive.

Homesick moment

Homesick moment

While waiting on everyone else to finish looking at the village or to get their Irish coffees (the sign on their shop said they served Ireland’s Best Irish Coffee. I didn’t try it there, so I don’t know the veracity of that statement), I wandered around the parking lot and ran into this scene. It made me a tiny bit homesick because it looked like Texas, only super green because of all the rain.

But just a tiny bit homesick because I was in Ireland! I never really planned on a trip to Ireland. England and France were on my bucket list from the time I was a teenager. One of my students wanted to go to Ireland, though, and EF made that option possible (Thank you, EF Tours!). I’d been to England, France and Italy already. The student who wanted to go to Ireland had been on one trip with me already, and one of my friends who traveled with me to England and France told me Ireland was God’s country. My student who wanted to go to Ireland loved being there from the time we landed at Shannon airport. I liked it alright, but at this point, I still ranked Paris as my all time favorite city.

8 a hint of what's to comeAnd then as we continued on the Ring of Kerry drive, I saw this.

Before long I knew my friend was right. Ireland is sacred. It’s beautiful. It’s awe inspiring. It truly is God’s country.

No WIFI so….

We didn’t have wifi in Europe except the night in Dover, and then only until 7:30 p.m., so I didn’t get to update. Because of that, I spent yesterday updating my travel journal.

If you’re interested in our adventures in the UK and Europe, you can check them out here.