Friday, February 26, 2016
a little preliminary packing, we walked into the village for a whiskey at the Hyland Burren Hotel for a whiskey - the first regular Jamison whiskey we had while there. And then walked over to Greene's Pub when it opened for more whiskeys. We decided to try the Connemara peated single malt whiskey. Bad decision. It smelled like a turf fire and left an very peaty aftertaste. We decided to split a Yellow Spot just to wash that taste away. Then walked home in a very light rain. We saw an animal amble by behind a fence and disappear into the brush. Cat-sized but fatter, with a very fluffy tail that reached about halfway to the ground. Maybe tannish or gray, hard to tell in the dusk. When I looked it up later, I realized we'd seen a badger. We had some wine and cookies and wrapped up our last night in Ireland.
Sunday, February 21, 2016
I am determined to finish this travelogue, so that I can have it for my own records. So bear with me, I'm heading back to September for the next two or three posts.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
And you know, as surprised (and frightened) as we were that my fiancé had a stroke at 49, it brought home once again for me that we are lucky. He got excellent care, the nurses were all friendly and accommodating for both of us, and it was mild enough and caught early enough that he is rapidly returning to normal. We're considering it a wake-up call and a powerful reminder to live NOW.
I still plan to finally finish blogging that Ireland trip, but right now my fiancé is in the kitchen making a pot of cioppino and I have a loaf of whole wheat bread in the oven. He returns full-time to work tomorrow and we have a Valentine's celebration ahead of us. So, if you'll excuse me, I believe there is also a bottle of champagne chilling in the fridge.