List, whitter

Okay, here is a partial list of the places I went, things I did and saw, in roughly chronological order:

St. Brigid’s Shrine
Drogheda ~ St. Peter’s Cathedral and St. Oliver Plunkett’s head
Knowth
Newgrange

Note: Ireland makes neolithic archaeology and sites so available and close … you can actually enter the passages and see the insides of these passage graves that are 3500 years old!

Dublin ~ The Cabin Fever boat (you really had to be in Ireland to appreciate that fully)
The Dublin Famine Memorial
The boardwalk on the Liffey
O’Connell Street
General Post Office
Topless bus tour
The grounds of the Dublin Museum of Modert Art (formerly the British Soldiers’ Hospital)
Kilmainham Gaol
Garden of Remembrance (with a beautiful statue based on the Children of Lir)
Dublin Writers Museum
The Viking Stone in the middle of Dublin
Trinity College ~ Book of Kells, the Old Library (an exhibit on Robert Emmet; the original Proclamation of 1916)
Oscar Wilde statue
St. Stephen’s Green ~ Wolfe Tone statue, Constance Markievicz statue
Grafton Street
Nassau Street
Rhythm of the Dance at Waterfront Hall, Belfast
London topless bus tour
River cruise on the Thames
Big Ben, Parliament, Tower of London, Trafalgar Square (it is ILLEGAL to feed the pigeons there, the Lord Mayor has signs up to tell you so)
The London gentlemen’s clubs
Palaces
The Monument
A statue of Sherlock Holmes (at Baker Street of course)
The London Eye
The Cooley Mountains and Sliebh Gullion (although I couldn’t go up on it as it was closed off; will be writing an email)
Craic, song and bodhrans (pronounced bohRAHNs or bowROHNs, depending on where a person is from)

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Fair play to you

Some things are too tender
to be drawn into webs
of curiosity and intrigue
and one of them is me
and one of them is Folláin
and one of them is the completeness
the joy we share
comprehension and something more
simply more

A borderland
currencies and currents
rings of stones
spirals and astronomy
the voices and faces of well known names
the edge
and the sheep bleat protestingly
preferring not to be observed
in their rich green grazing
so we move on and leave them to it

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August 25, 2003

Okay, I caught “topless bus tour” out of the corner of my eye and totally misread the context for that one. I was thinking the other kind of topless. LOL.

August 25, 2003

two topless hits on the trip.. Sweet *smiles*

August 25, 2003

I’m so glad you’re back! My sister went to Ireland a few years ago and LOVED IT!!! She didn’t get to see as much as she would have liked as the person she went with was a pain in the butt 😉 *KISSES*

I’m sure there are lots of things that will be too precious to share, but I’m glad you are sharing some of Ireland with us through your whitters. Welcome back.

August 25, 2003

whee the topless bus tours caught me too.. lol hugs,

I agree some things are too tender…Sigh…Looks like you were busy being a tourist. Lovely whitter ;)Smiles & Hugs

August 25, 2003

This trip seems to have done you quite a bit of good, if one can take your whitterings as a reflection of it, which I am sure they can. 🙂 Shalom,<BR.

August 25, 2003

Well at least you didnt do a topless tour of the gentlemen’s clubs… Did you??? Sounds like a wonderful trip packed with fun.

August 25, 2003

ryn~ he actually came to my house a couple of weeks ago… the strangest experience of my life!!

There’s no need to share some things, for sure. Especially when your joy shines through so much that it is obvious the sharing is true and beautiful. May you and Folláin, and whatever more, always be blessed with protection for the tender. Wow, what a perfect trip for a poetess it seems you had! Glad you saw so much : ) Hugs

a trip to ireland! how wonderful! i’m sure you will have a lifetime of memories. i had the chance to go to ireland with my two sisters, but i passed the opportunity up. i could kick myself now.

August 25, 2003

ryn: hm. i think i almost prefer an empty faves list. this means i can’t just go ‘oh nice note’ and leave it be, knowing that the noter is on my faves list and just forget to reply.. now i have to go back and reply to each one, else i won’t return anything. i was getting a little apathetic, i think. now i feel a little more proactive. hugs,

August 25, 2003

actually, i think you’ll like the way i put it to someone or other else.. now i have new puddles to jump in! whee.. or something like that. maybe i’m just having too much fun. i dunno =P hugs,

August 25, 2003

Your trip sounds marvelous!!!! Love the poem!

August 25, 2003

M’lady, t’is thy voice singing as fair as any bard from the land of Eyre. Wonderful things to see, Cathy. Thanks for the note and the support for Free-Born to open once again. With love and {{{hugs}}},

*smiles* lists, like my parents when they went to scotland, they had lists… it’s strange how some trips are just so close to one that it’s easiest to keep them in simple terms and simple descriptions. *hugs* the famine memorial, one day i will go there, one day i will be in the uk. – Colette

Your trip sounds absolutely amazing!!! Having found out that I’ve got Irish in my blood, I’ve been recently wanting to tap into my heritage. Incredible, all that you saw. :o)

August 26, 2003

ryn: lol! i’ll fake knowing what on earth i’m doing. i’m sure it will all work out. if not, well, puddles to fry, fish to jump. or… vice versa. whee! hugs,

August 26, 2003

I am sooo happy you are back; I’ve missed you so!!! Dublin…Wow. I’d love to go there; that’s where my father’s family comes from. I get such a thrill from ruins, monuments: history. *****hugs*****

August 26, 2003

sounds like a wonderful journey. would that everyone was content to leave the sheep to graze.

August 26, 2003

Oh The Book of Kells and the Writers Museum! How cool is that?

“Something more simply more” That says soo much. ~~~~ The trip sounds sensational. It is a place I’ve never been… Although the topless buses thing sounds to me like it would be very distracting… *grin*

August 27, 2003

It’s been thirty-some years since I’ve been in Ireland. Loved it when I was there. With a smile…