Veggie Tales

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The short list of things I've done this week:
Peaposting (hammering giant posts into the ground and tying chicken wire around them for the sole purpose of giving peas something to climb), planting the REST of the leeks (330, I guess, was not enough), transplanting fruit bushes (actually, this was easy), hoeing and planting lettuce, and building elaborate bamboo structures for beans to climb.

I have a whole new appreciation for vegetables.

It has been fun, though - and it's hard to doubt that veganism is healthy when you see little kids genuinely excited that the peas are ready for harvest. (I've never seen little kids even remotely happy about peas before. It's eerie.) And the good news is that jam is vegan, so I can have lovely toast and jam and not feel TOO deprived of sugar. (still, the first thing I did this morning was go to the Cork SuperValu and buy a muffin. Mmm, dairy products.)

I went into Youghal last Sunday - supposedly famous for being the location of the Moby Dick movie and for the huge Clockgate that straddles Main Street. I'd never really heard of it, but I actually met a German biker whose goal was to collect pictures of himself cycling past all the landmarks of Europe. (... well, everyone has to have a hobby.) So I took the pictures of him going past Clockgate, and then he went on to Dublin to try his luck on the Ha'Penny Bridge.

There were people everywhere you looked wearing bright red Cork t-shirts, and apparently there was a big hurling championship that day - Cork v. Tipperary. So at 4 o'clock (when I realized that I was the only person left on the streets), I headed to the Red Stone Pub to watch it.
It was awesome. Poor Tipperary never had a chance. (The Irish take their hurling very seriously, but as far as I could tell, the rules are pretty simple. You put a bunch of guys on the field, give them each a stick, throw in a ball and tell them to do whatever they feel is necessary.) People were yelling at the screen and cheering, and I can't really say that it was much different from a Wildcats game, except that they were yelling with Irish accents in an Irish pub.

Anyway, on Wednesday I'm headed to Waterford for the Tall Ships Race. (www.waterfordtallshipsrace.ie) - I'm really excited about it, actually. There are going to be loads of free concerts and talks and crazy Pirates of the Carribean fan-tourists.

Oh, and I uploaded all of my pictures, finally. Page 1 has pictures from all three farms, Page 2 and most of Page 3 is the B&B (a bit of the gypsy caravan at the bottom), Page 4 is mostly the hills of Clare (a bit of the vegan farm) and Page 5 is the vegan farm and my new little caravan.
http://photobucket.com/albums/a233/haley_m86/

It's great hearing from you all, and I'll write more in Waterford!

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Comments

[Joshi]

Whoa there
Man, I'm glad you're having a really good time and that no one has thrown any rocks at your face. I always have this recurring dream that people will throw rocks at me in foreign countries. Good luck on the rest of your trip!