Que sera, sera, whatever will be, will be, but first I need more coffee.

Category: General (Page 54 of 55)

I didn’t like Uncategorized so I changed it to General. A catch-all category.

Hiberno-Phile

I think it was while Melissa and I were eating at a pub in Galway when her colleague, Bruce, made the comment/question that were quite the Hiberno-philes. Because of the noise, I thought he said Bird-o-philes, which to some extent is also true. Anyway, once I figured out what he said the answer was yes we are. I’d probably have to say that we are more Celt-o-philes because we have as much interest in Scotland as we do in Ireland. Melissa is still preparing the slide-show of our trip and that’ll be posted soon, either here or on her site.

A brief rundown of our trip. She was already in Dublin teaching when I joined her. Most of what I saw she already had or we saw them together. We went to Galway, Inishmore, and the Cliffs of Moher. We saw a bit of the Burren. On our way to Galway we crossed the River Shannon. My parents joined us as well. We went to the Ring of Kerry. Also saw the Wicklow Mountains and Glendalough, Newgrange (got to go inside), Hill of Tara, and fields where the Battle of the Boyne took place. In Dublin went to Trinity to see The Book of Kells, Guinness Storehouse, and saw the Natural History and Archeological Museums.

The Natural History Museum is also known as The Dead Zoo. If you’ve been there, you know why. The first floor is nothing but stuffed animals, birds, and sealife found in Ireland. They had several skeletons of the extinct giant deer (and they are Giant). The second floor is full of animals from around the world. There are two levels above that but they are more galleries and have even more stuffed animals.

At the Archeological museum, I saw the bog bodies, the Lurgan Logboat, the Cross of Kong, the Tara Broach, and that chalice, whatever it’s called,of Armagh, I think. I even saw a fair number of ancient Bronze Irish Horns. And the gold. They had lots and lots of it. Anyway, the fascinating items on display are too numerous to mention.

We did another outing to Giant’s Causeway, Bushmill’s and some ruined castle that is supposed to be the most photographed ruined castle in Ireland. The train took us from Dublin to Belfast and we hopped on a bus from there. In the town of Bushmill Unionists were preparing to celebrate the 12th (of July). The date that William of Orange defeated James and the Catholics. Needless to say, it’s a bit like holding a KKK rally in Harlem. We tried really hard to see Carlingford Loch, the train passed by it, but the view was blocked by mountains. We think we saw the mountains that surrounded the loch. It’s the name of this song we heard the Black Watch and Welsh Guard Band play when we saw them on tour in Fort Smith, AR.

We finished our trip with a tour of Kilmainham Gaol (jail) and was perhaps the best tour of anything we visited. Melissa and I did visit the HQ of the ICRC in Geneva two years ago and that was pretty amazing too.

I’ll have more to say about our trip including a few more of the things we did. Oh and I did get to drink a few pints of Guinness whilst there.

Postcript – After returning to the states, I wanted to try Guinness again. I heard a Guinness snob saying how it was so much better in Ireland than in the states. I thought, yeah right. Anyway, I got to Ireland and yes to my surprise it was a little different, but I wouldn’t say superawesomely better. Guinness on tap, and draught bottles and cans comes from Ireland. Extra Stout in bottles is brewed in Canada for the US. Well, I tried the Guinness in both can and draught. It wasn’t quite as good, but I know I’ve had better at that restaurant. I wil say this. If you want a decent Guinness in America go to a place that serves a lot of it like an Irish pub. Generally, if you go to a place that has it, but isn’t known for it it sucks.

Tulsa has four Irish pubs, Kilkennys, McNellies, Arnies, and Paddys. Kilkenny’s makes the claim they are the only ones who inject the Guinness with nitrogen which is what gives it its creamy head when “poured properly.” Whatever.

Chewbacca Defense

My reasons for blogging are many. Mainly to test the waters of opinion. To see if they make sense, which they probably don’t. I may meander from idea to idea. In fact, I may jump around and change the subject alot. So, I’m reminded of the Chewbacca Defense from the South Park episode, Chef Aid.

I’m not going to use any legal arguments, just that what I say may not make any sense. I read an excellent book on writing. The author said, write for yourself, but write as though you were writing for other people. Writing for yourself is art. Writing for others is craft.

If what I write doesn’t make sense. Don’t worry about it because I don’t care. Well, not much anyway.

Puerto Vallarta

We honeymooned in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. Melissa didn’t enjoy the place as much as I did. I’d be willing to go back, but not till I’d seen other parts of Mexico. She’s not keen on going back at all. We had a very good time, but the negatives outweighed the positives. I think armed with the proper knowledge on how to deal with the locals and a bit more Spanish would help alot. Anyway, here is our “honeymoon” slideshow (14.2MB in PDF format).

Our return flight was eventful, rather the first flight. We took off in a Super 80. About fifteen minutes after takeoff, we heard a loud bang, the plane shuddered briefly, and 120 butts puckered simultaneously. Since Melissa and I were sitting a few rows in front of the starboard engine, the bang was rather loud. The flight crew went forward quickly to the front of the plane, sop. A minute later the flight attendant came on to announce we were returning to Puerto Vallarta. A few minutes after that the pilot came on to announce we’d have a normal landing. So ten minutes later we landed safely on one engine. The emergency crews were waiting. The plane parked away from the terminal, but PV is such a small airport that’s normal. As we were bussed to the terminal building, we could see the right engine. It had char marks around the last foot.

Three hours later (yes, 3 hours because rebooking us was hampered by jerks tying up the airline agents and their inexperience in dealing with the situation) we were in a very nice hotel Velas Vallarta. The room was called a studio. I found out when we got back it cost $310/night. That’s $310 USD. I’d learned that Mexico used the $ symbol for the peso too which was somewhat annoying. The next day we took off on a very full Super 80 and returned to DFW, no problem.

One of the things we did NOT do was go to the Wal Mart in Puerto Vallarta.Yes, they have a Wal Mart and a Sam’s Club right near the dock where the cruise ships come in. Among the other things we did not do was parasailing or a jungle canopy tour. Though I think if it weren’t the dry season and my fear of heights I would have done the canopy tour.

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