Loud, disturbed, and estranged!

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Where do I begin, and where does it end! So few questions, so many answers.


I concluded my stay in Dingle after all, and what a week. The blessed weather had reached Ireland, with clear skies, perfect temperatures...I ended up spending a week in the region afterwards hiking and doing whatnot. But it had to end, and Kerry county finally receded as I sat on the train to Dublin in a stupor that I was heading back to that city after being in Dingle Peninsula for such a time.
I reached Dublin and headed southbound on another train to a place called Greystones where I was to meet Jenny, whose family was our neighbors some time back. Before I got out of the train station I noticed someone standing outside with a bike with searching eyes. Though I hardly remember Jenny specifically, I did have her little sister's face in my head and that was a clear enough.
We spent the next day chitchatting, reminiscing, hiking, and treating ourselves(me in particular) to some expceptional places in the area. The weather was so nice we even got some light sunburns which I didn't consider plausible at anytime. Jenny was doing some mosaic works in the area, and I was able to see some pictures of the workshop, and even later on meet a coworker with her family, and did a great hike in THE DEVIL'S GLEN. A spectacular forest where all sorts of quirky wooden sculptures were setup along the paths adding some fun to the walk, with a pleasant waterfall a thte end.
5AM Monday morning we woke up to the first rainfall in weeks, a light misty sprinkle followed us to the train station where I made my way to Dublin Airport, which was a bit of a rush since it was on the north side of Dublin. Thanks to Jenny's planning, I arrived unscathed and punctually enough. I quickly became aware of the amount of Irish people flying to what I imagined as an obscure airport in southern Portugal. Many for golfing, some for family vacations, a few just like 50 cent coffee.
So off I took, and to the skies I reached.........and the sky is not the only limit.

Its fairly late, so I will be happy to continue this at another time.

The title alludes to the loud bar I am writing this from, The 3 Monkeys. Currently my only internet outlet..........

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Photos

thanks to Jenny
climbing The Sugar Loaf in Wicklow

Comments

[Debs]

photo's where's the photo's?
how about an update of you in a photo?? thanks for blog, keep them coming...........Grego's mom