Wednesday, October 05, 2005

The Saga Continues.....

9-24-05 9:00am So we wake up half dead, and Check out. We grab a cab with another wonderful cab driver. He was great! They are so nice. We get back to the air port and pick up the car. I was almost positive that giving the state of things that we would be sure to be with out a car. But every thing was there and ready to go! It was so easy. The people were very nice and very helpful. We stopped and grabbed some more euros, and headed out to the shuttle, then we were wasked away to the middle of BFE to pick up the car.
10:45 am Ok got the car(later to be named "the little 4 banger of furry") Ok we are pulling out of the parking lot , HOLY SHIT I'M GONNA DIE! Ok lets just get to the main road, Where the hell is it. Ok M50 is there, ok we are on the M50 Pay the toll, Now, on to the N7 Which will turn on to the M7 This is a nice Road for Ireland.I dont remember them being this nice!
12:00pm Still Driving lalalalalalalala Found a radio station that is only in Irish. Try to figure out what they are saying! The Whole way down we are talking about what all we were doing to preparations for the wedding just one year prior.
4:00pm We arrive in Union Hall It is cold and rainy and we are tired. I go to the pay phone to call Mary to tell her we are in town so that she can let us in to the cottage. Of course true to form with the rest of the trip she is not answering the phone. Again the Princess is not happy. I am just to the point of freaking out here. So. If you look at the picture on the left we go in to the pink pub on the left. Called Dinty's. In there we find a bartender, and an old fisherman drinking of all things, a Budweiser. So Nick has a Murphy's and I have a Bulmers which by the way I LOVE! It is so much better then the other ciders out there. We sit there talk to the Irishman drink our beers and watch Manc. United get beat on telly.
5:30pm Mary comes through the door of Dinty's and we go up to the cottage. Now in true Murphy's law fashion (it can always get worse) she takes off like a bat out of hell, in the pouring rain and we lose her but alas we catch up. and we get to the cottage. It's a little odd to be back but nice to be off the roads and out of the rain.
Mary and I catch up and she tells us that we didn't have to wait for her that we could have just come on up. Figures. She was on call for hospice and was with a lady and that is why she was not able to come and get us at that min. Ok good enough.
6:00pm I walk around every thing looks the same as it did before, I pick up the visitors book, and there on the second page is moms hand writing from the first time I was there with mom and dadin 2000. I broke down and if nick hadn't caught me I would have collapsed.
6:30pm Too tired to move. Nick and I fall asleep on couch. Wake up abut 9-9:30. Pitch Black outside Nothing is around.
9:30pm Flip through channels, wow British/Irish TV is awful! Nick and I go to bed around 1:30-2:00am (9:oopm EST)
9-25-05 4:00am Still up I am really freaked out by the place and thinking about mom. I hear every little noise. About 5:00am Finally get to sleep.

Ok I'm sick of typing more later.

You Are Somewhat Machiavellian

You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...
But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.
You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.
You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!

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