7 November 2010

Postcards from Eire - G

Hello my lil peeps,
(The Cliffs of Moher)

I actually made it to the West Coast of Ireland and to the popular Cliffs of Moher. I’m not sure what I expected to feel when I finally got there, but the Cliffs will always hold a special place in my memory as this spectacular place allowed me to put the pieces of my disintegrating self(thanks to a surprising feeling of loneliness that hit me during the day long, guided bus tour) together in no time.

(Lunch break - Doolin - Bangers and Mash)

The burren, tombs from 5800 year ago, the fairy circle like cave etc were lovely but for some strange reason all that barrenness seemed to seep into my bones leaving me cold and lonely.
(A Tombstone: 5800 years ago)

Then this came along and the spirit of the place whispered to me, reviving my spirits and reminding me of the freedom within. It was a day to remember and in the end, the cliffs were the highlight of my day.

(The Burren: Another View)

I loved my month long holiday in Ireland as it was the perfect mix of family, friends, giggles, sulks and yes, I went to Ireland in the hopes of seeing something of the old Eire and find it I did; in the hills, the green fields, the ocean, the ballet, some of the people, and last but not the least, in that pint of Guinness too. Having said that, I chose cider over Guinness most of the time!

(Not the legendary "sheep-cows" our leprechaun voiced tour guide loved to go on about.)

It’s finally time for me to say goodbye to this wonderful memory. Hope you enjoyed the journey as much as I did, virtual though it was.

(Frank and Lil Ed: Of course I miss you.)

Love and Luck,

Postcards from Eire - F

Like the corners of my mind,
Misty water coloured memories,
Of the way we were.
(The Way We Were - Lyrics)

(Caisle├ín Nua - I stayed in Newcastle, Co. Wicklow and here's what it was named after!)

(A castle of another kind- Malahide Castle; I did not meet the 4 resident ghosts.)

(Cloud Cover - Outside Malahide Castle)

(Oscar, I close to died for you for this. Yeah, I almost stepped off the pavement and under a bus trying to snap this picture!)

(We're the Vikings; hear us roar! The Viking Tour around Dublin was fun too.)


(St. Stephen's Green - Dublin)

(Almost Eden: The Mount Usher Gardens in Ashford, Co. Wicklow)

5 November 2010

Postcards from Eire - E

The Magic of Connemara

It was one of those grey days but that didn't stop me from hopping on to a bus to check out the beauty of a place I'd heard so much about.

The drive from Galway city to Clifden was worth it in itself. The scenery was stark, wild and breathtaking. I also loved the fact that there were hardly any of us on that bus, something rare if you come from my neck of the woods - India!
More than an hour later I walked in to Walsh's Bakery and Coffee Shop which was the first thing I spotted when I hopped off the bus.
Breakfast was hurried as I wanted to hit the road and walk aimlessly on forever, which is exactly what I did.

I chose to walk on The Beach Road first but after a while I realised that I'd prefer the heavens.

And so it was that I walked for hours on end on what was aptly named The Sky Road, soaking in the sights and scenery. It was just "I, me, myself" and nature most of the time. I could have gone on forever but the threat of a downpour finally got me to turn around and walk back towards civilization.
(In the Beginning)
(These made me feel I was a part of 'Jack and The Beanstalk' Land)

(Kiss me Ass: A Donkey's Tale)

(Once upon a time)

(The ole stone wall)

 The skies opened within minutes of my entering Walsh's Coffee Shop but the tea, bangers and mash, my book and the odd conversation with an Aussie bloke kept me content, happy and protected from the wind and rain for a good amount of time. I would know; my umbrella almost did a Mary Poppins on me the moment I stepped out of the place to get on the bus back to Galway City - Almost.
 Ah, happy memories indeed.

1 November 2010

Postcards from Eire - D

Dearest Ash,

This spot here is Newcastle Beach and I knew I’d be back in solitary splendour the first time I came here.I was with my folks at the time and after looking amused at my Mum collecting pebbles, I kept four aside for myself like it was magic beans or something!
Like I’d predicted I did come back and it was one helluva windy day. Of course, that only added to the charm and I walked for what seemed like miles before I found a solitary spot on what was already a pretty solitary beach.
Not the greatest of ideas as I was reading a thriller and my imagination would run wild every time I sensed a jogger nearing my corner of the world. I survived as you can see and to be honest, none the wiser for it.
Love always,