bumbershoot
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Mar 5, 2007
As I mentioned above, I was actually gone. For 20 days! We had a crazy opportunity to follow Robert on a work trip; got official permission, made sure the hotels were the same price for 3 of us vs just him, etc etc. Found airfare that didn't make me physically ill. Got on the plane.
To England and Ireland! Woo! Now that we've been home 8 days I can say it was great. I had lousy travel both there and back, and that always obliterates my joy about the trip for a bit. First days were in Dublin where he met with coworkers, then he and one coworker flew to England while E and I did the "sail-rail" program over to Birmingham. The day they moved by car to Nottingham, Eamon and I went to London and then from there to Nottingham at the end of the day. That half day was NOT enough so we actually had an London overnight a bit later in the trip. Then Robert was done with the work trip and he took about 6 days personal time, and we rail-sailed back over to Ireland, back to Dublin then drove over to the West of Ireland (my fave part).
I was shocked at how much I enjoyed England, and I cried (as I did 19 years ago) the day before we left Ireland...if you happened to be at the Cliffs of Moher on the 21st and saw a crying woman walking slowly to the car...that was very likely me.
So that was my adventure this month.
To England and Ireland! Woo! Now that we've been home 8 days I can say it was great. I had lousy travel both there and back, and that always obliterates my joy about the trip for a bit. First days were in Dublin where he met with coworkers, then he and one coworker flew to England while E and I did the "sail-rail" program over to Birmingham. The day they moved by car to Nottingham, Eamon and I went to London and then from there to Nottingham at the end of the day. That half day was NOT enough so we actually had an London overnight a bit later in the trip. Then Robert was done with the work trip and he took about 6 days personal time, and we rail-sailed back over to Ireland, back to Dublin then drove over to the West of Ireland (my fave part).
I was shocked at how much I enjoyed England, and I cried (as I did 19 years ago) the day before we left Ireland...if you happened to be at the Cliffs of Moher on the 21st and saw a crying woman walking slowly to the car...that was very likely me.
So that was my adventure this month.