Driving in Ireland
Driving in Ireland is hilarious. By which I mean terrifying, actually. Your first hint should come from reading the fine print on your Mastercard or Visa, or whatever you rent […]
Driving in Ireland is hilarious. By which I mean terrifying, actually. Your first hint should come from reading the fine print on your Mastercard or Visa, or whatever you rent […]
I came into Kilcrohane by foot this time, all but one hillclimb through a loop up Seefin, down Farranmanagh toward Dunmanus Bay, west along the Sheep’s Head Way, and back […]
Rambled three miles today, mostly around Cashel, where I got to be reminded how old I’m not. That’s half the mileage of yesterday, which was again half from two days […]
Me, not the rambles, at least not yet. At my age I should know better than to launch straight off the plane into twelve miles of rambles. But but but […]
I can’t remember who it was who first noticed, and called me on it: when walking on ice or other uncertain surfaces, I do a little outward twist of my […]
“MacDermott?” He flinched. “Brian MacDermott?” He was older, much older than his photo, of course. But those eyes were unmistakable, those brows still furrowed with the piercing gaze that took […]
I was trying to count things up as I drifted off under the covers last night. Three weeks, three continents, four countries and nearly a dozen different beds (if you […]
At times like this, I find it useful to check in on my expectations. When the alarm went off at 6:00 in Dublin this morning, how did I imagine my […]
What I’m still trying to find out is, “Where are all the actual Dubliners?” The guide books uniformly exhort us to spend as much time as we can in pubs […]
In conversation with my long-suffering wife, it’s come out that we have different ways of exploring. Devon, I believe, thinks in terms of trajectories: how we will get from Point […]