Ireland
So, if you haven't read the Italy update yet, scroll down. Two updates that are long overdue. Here's Ireland. The Emerald Isle, they call it, and the name is well-justified, because the place is truly GREEN like I've never seen before. It's amazing, but also logical: it rains ALL the time. The weather is pretty horrendous, but you have to take some to get some, right?
I just thought this was hilarious. This is what everyone complains about. WHY WOULD YOU ADVERTISE YOUR PRODUCT THIS WAY?
Ahhhh, the Guinness factory. Delicious, delicious beer, with nitrogen, not CO2, so the beer doesn't bubble in the glass. It's like a living, breathing thing the way it settles after it's poured. Also, I learned this at the factory. (Someone tell Rick DiPietro he's a scrub.) Arthur Guinness, the founder, signed a 9,000 year lease on the property for the brewery. Yeah, NINE THOUSAND!
This is my very own Guinness, poured from the tap, by myself, in the factory. Maybe I should be a bartender...
On the island of Inis Mor, a cow, on the beach.
Annie, Ester, and Glen, at the pub. Annie knows my brother Daniel from like, two years ago! Which was really weird to find out on a random night on a small island in Ireland. Ester is from Holland, and Glen is a Kiwi and was my CS host on Inis Mor. Truly a fun crowd.
Frank, a cool German guy, sitting by the Wormhole, a natural rock rectangle of ocean filled with jellyfish, or, as they say in Slovenia, "Meduza." Cool, right?
Me and Frank being cool.
My attempt at being a fashion photographer. Polona, from Slovenia.
The famous Cliffs of Moher, withing walking distance from a great small town called Doolin, Ireland.
The ubiquitous rock walls of the west coast and the islands. Just stacked without mortar or anything. It's amazing how fragile yet how strong they all are. The locals say that if you took all the rocks from all the rock walls on Inis Mor, and lay them end to end, you would build a bridge to America.
Irish language on the signs. And, Gaelic and Irish are one and the same. Gaelic is simply the Gaelic word for Irish.
Countryside.
Possibly the coolest name for a club I've ever seen.
And that's it! I'm flying to London tonight, to New York tomorrow afternoon, and to Tucson tomorrow evening, and then working on Monday morning. Oh well, this wonderful trip had to end sometime. See you all back Stateside.
I just thought this was hilarious. This is what everyone complains about. WHY WOULD YOU ADVERTISE YOUR PRODUCT THIS WAY?
Ahhhh, the Guinness factory. Delicious, delicious beer, with nitrogen, not CO2, so the beer doesn't bubble in the glass. It's like a living, breathing thing the way it settles after it's poured. Also, I learned this at the factory. (Someone tell Rick DiPietro he's a scrub.) Arthur Guinness, the founder, signed a 9,000 year lease on the property for the brewery. Yeah, NINE THOUSAND!
This is my very own Guinness, poured from the tap, by myself, in the factory. Maybe I should be a bartender...
On the island of Inis Mor, a cow, on the beach.
Annie, Ester, and Glen, at the pub. Annie knows my brother Daniel from like, two years ago! Which was really weird to find out on a random night on a small island in Ireland. Ester is from Holland, and Glen is a Kiwi and was my CS host on Inis Mor. Truly a fun crowd.
Frank, a cool German guy, sitting by the Wormhole, a natural rock rectangle of ocean filled with jellyfish, or, as they say in Slovenia, "Meduza." Cool, right?
Me and Frank being cool.
My attempt at being a fashion photographer. Polona, from Slovenia.
The famous Cliffs of Moher, withing walking distance from a great small town called Doolin, Ireland.
The ubiquitous rock walls of the west coast and the islands. Just stacked without mortar or anything. It's amazing how fragile yet how strong they all are. The locals say that if you took all the rocks from all the rock walls on Inis Mor, and lay them end to end, you would build a bridge to America.
Irish language on the signs. And, Gaelic and Irish are one and the same. Gaelic is simply the Gaelic word for Irish.
Countryside.
Possibly the coolest name for a club I've ever seen.
And that's it! I'm flying to London tonight, to New York tomorrow afternoon, and to Tucson tomorrow evening, and then working on Monday morning. Oh well, this wonderful trip had to end sometime. See you all back Stateside.
posted by GM | 07:51
3 Comments:
sorry, Jared, couldn't wait for you. Hey, GM, how's Annie know Daniel? From UDel or AVCamp? What a wonderful adventure you've had. Only an English major or teacher could appreciate Boo Radley as the coolest name for a club! Much Love to you and safe journey across the pond! Love - Mumz
A big shame you weren't doing another stint in london before heading home, but looks like the trip ended on a good note. Hopefully I'll be catching up with you in January on my way home to Aus.
oh, GM, I'm dissapointed you didn't manage to visit Poland ;( since you were in Germany!
let's hope to meet somewhere else sometime ;)
kisses from Warsaw,
Nina
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