“‘Go home,’ said the man in the moon. ‘Go home.'”

I’m so glad I listened to my inner John Denver and came home after 20 months of wandering. On the Road  It’s hard to believe we’ve only been home two months.  So much has happened, and we’re so happy to live in this beautiful Denver neighborhood.  Our friend Patti picked us up at the Denver…

Galway, Aran Islands, and the Cliffs of Moher

We took a 2-hour and 20-minute train ride from Dublin to Galway Tuesday morning.  After checking in early to our hotel, we walked a mile and a half up a city hill lined with gas stations and industrial-looking buildings to a restaurant.  After we ate a filling lunch, we walked out to the parking lot where…

St. Patrick’s Day

One of our neighbors started BLARING horrible techno-pop and talking and laughing loudly at 4:30 this morning.  This went on for about 40 minutes, and then we didn’t hear another peep.  I don’t know what that was about.  In the late morning the bells of St. Patrick’s Cathedral pealed for maybe an hour.  Then we…

Wicklow

Friday morning we went on another group tour, this time in a large van to Wicklow, south of Dublin.  I have a hard time staying awake as a passenger on a road trip and slept through about half of yesterday’s travels.  I’m 42 going on 2, I guess.  Our 70-year-old driver, John, spoke into a microphone,…

Belfast, Giants Causeway, rope bridge

We left our apartment at 6:40 am today and walked to a Starbucks near Trinity College where we and at least a dozen others got on a tour bus at 7 am bound for Belfast.  In Belfast our group split up into taxis to tour the city while a few others in the group chose…