Monday, July 12, 2010

Taking the piss...

So we're at the pub after the final World Cup match, enjoying a frosty adult beverage... and it starts. Someone asks when we're leaving, and others join in asking about our upcoming trip. A certain someone, (Paul) chimes in telling Ferny to ask us about our itinerary and then he chuckles. Now these guys have local knowledge of the places we are going to visit and are less than enthusiastic about our choices. In fact, they were questioning our sanity and reasoning as to our choices. When I explained that most of the trip was to be spent visiting friends, it made no difference. Suggestions were made as to places we could visit here in the States and save a lot of cash. Scenic places like Detroit, Trenton and Allentown among others. Funny lads they are!
Well the suggestion was made (a good one from Ferny - his first) that we should start a Blog to chronicle our journey. And so we have.
Hopefully, there are not so primitive spots along the way, and we find WIFI connections to post our experiences. We'll show them that you can go to Manchester and still have fun!

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Managed not to cause any mayhem during our drive to Donegal County, I didn't even get flipped off. I must just be a great driver or it's the Irish courtesy, who knows. Stopped in to Glenveigh National Park and toured the castle. It's a 16,000 acre park that sits in the Derryveigh mountains. The castle sits on the edge of a lake - Lough Veigh it's called. Pretty scenery there. Barb had to put her feet in the water just to prove it was cold. Off again and got to the Teac Cambell B&B around 5ish, checked in, had a quick slash and across the road to Sean Ogs Tavern (Young Sean's in Irish) for some refreshments. Cool place. Most everyone in these parts speak 3 languages - English, Irish and some sort of combination of both. We met a guy at the bar called Michael who had been to Florida before. Interesting enough, when he spoke to us, we could understand him. When he spoke to anyone else, his accent was so thick, we had no idea what he was saying. He was a waiter there on a day off and recommended the fish and chips. That's what we had and it measured up to what he said it would. Now gettin on to 8:00 and the place was filling up. It happened that the Celtics and SP Barda were playing footie and this place was the only one who had it on. Of all the 2 bars and restaurants in town - the only one. The Celtics were crap and we left at halftime. More driving to do tomorrow. This was probably the most comfortable of all beds so far. Out like a light.

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