Saturday, July 07, 2007
Dublin was brilliant. Spending three days with beautiful Ruth was really special - such good catching up - with her treating me to taking me around some of the best of the city and country. One day was spent on the best pub crawl, drinking creamy Guinness at the oldest watering holes, so full of character and charm. Another included a divine lunch at Dublin's top restaurant, then drinking at all the posh places - gentleman's clubs and swanky hotels. In the dark we drove down to the south to stay at a farmhouse. An incredible experience, to wake up in a big fluffy bed overlooking the rainswept beach, and to cook a full Irish breakfast. Memo to self: must learn how to make Irish soda bread. Then we visited some historic, mystical magical place that we'll definitely come back to for more.
It was colder than home and when the rain stopped for a minute I even began to praise how mild it was - oh dear! That's what spending time in this god foresaken weather will do to you!
We laughed, drank, really talked. A rare gift.
And now in London. May the sun peep out for just a few last moments of my northern summer. And then it'll be the anticipation of hugs and kisses with nearest and definitely dearest.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
A bit emotional today. Maybe because Im on my own for the first time in weeks, maybe because its being in Paris and a bit sentimental - quiche in the Jardin de Luxembourg; eating eclairs - maybe because its my last day in non-English Europe, maybe the lack of cigarettes after a month of heavy smoking.
It has been nice to play tourguide in Paris this time. Familiar yet always new Paris. I feel a bit disconnected from everything and everywhere today. Its probably fatigue. Unbelievably tired. I need a bed, a beach, or a hug.
Tonight, Dublin. Cant wait to see R in her neck of the woods. And then London, and then the concept of home enters the mind.