Leave Them Alone And They’ll Come Home
The last time I posted was May 2, and here it is May 15. What can I say? I mean, what did you expect after I revealed that bit about the lingerie shop? Just kidding!
Truly, my excuses are as few and far between as was reliable Internet access. For a couple of countries advanced in oh, so many ways, the Internet thing is just not happening in Ireland and Scotland the way we hoped it would be. People, I’m spoiled! I’m so used to free wi-fi that I refuse to plunk down a couple bucks at Starbucks for T-Mobile—it’s the principle of the thing, right?
The hotel in Galway was the only place we stayed that even pretended to have access, and sure enough, the server was down. But the people were up—all night. It’s a great town, kind of like Dublin as far as culture and night life goes, but not quite as international. We didn’t do Dublin this trip, concentrating instead on the west and north mostly.
I have SO much to write about, I don’t know where to begin. But, boy, have I taken good notes. I may end up writing a book in which I fictionalize my Scots-Irish family story, about which I found out so much more that I’m thrilled just contemplating it.
I hope you’ll hang with me a few more days as I get back on Missouri time. It’s 10:30 am here, and to me it feels like 4:30 in the afternoon. I’ve been up since 5, after heading from the airport yesterday evening straight to a huge McKenna Mother’s Day party for my mum! (We didn’t even know about it until we landed in Kansas City, but hey, who can resist one more crazy accumulation of McKennas?)
My plan is to write a series of vignettes about specific ways that Ireland and Scotland changed my life—again. So it won’t exactly be as if I was blogging it day by day, but at least my connection is reliable, and my memory is fantastic.
I’ll leave you for now with this: On one of the last mornings of the trip, I awakened during the wee hours (one of only three hours in which it’s actually dark outside) with that question that comes upon each of us from time to time, even occasionally when we’re in the most familiar place.
“Where am I?”
For the first time in my life, I fell back into a peaceful sleep without needing to solve the mystery. If I’d thought about it another few seconds, I would have realized that I was in Ft. William, Scotland, in a hotel called Clann MacDuff, but finally—finally—it didn’t matter a bit.
As for “Who am I”? Well, now, that’s a different story altogether.
Posted by Katy
on 05/15/06 at 09:23 AM
- Enjoyed reading.
You are as smooth as I remember.
How many years has it been?
Posted by Michael #2 on 05/15/06 at 10:17 AM
- Can't wait to read all about it!
Posted by Carrie K. on 05/15/06 at 10:46 AM
- Welcome, welcome home!!!
Sounds like your tail is definitely wagging!
Posted by Chris(tine) on 05/15/06 at 11:08 AM
- Welcome home, Katy! I can't wait to hear more!
Posted by Cindy Swanson on 05/15/06 at 11:10 AM
- Take Care Michael #2--Ah, the years...they are flowing along now, are they not? :) I'll bet you and I go back at least three, if not more. In fact, four sounds more like it...I don't know about smooth, but a few rough edges definitely got worn off on those narrow, wee roads!
Carrie K, Chris(tine), and Cindy--The Three Cs--You ladies would have LOVED the things we saw and the grand people we met! I thought of each of you, and your love for things Scottish and Irish, while I was there. They will welcome you with open arms when finally you take your turn, trust me. The friendliest folks in the world!
Posted by Katy on 05/15/06 at 01:22 PM
- Oh Katy, they things you say. I have those moments but in reverse. I wish that my heritage didn't give me nightmares. When I wake up wondering where I am I always breathe a sigh of relief that I'm not where I started from. I know nothing of my ancestors except for what my parents have told me. But one ate peyote buttons in the desert and the other ate 13 squares of a hallucinogenic in a cave somewhere so the details might be a bit sketchy.
Posted by galadriel on 05/15/06 at 10:07 PM
- Saw this story ths morning and personally I think considering the under garment thing...you and Doug should consider sticking around the old country for a few months.
" If bookmaker Paddy Power has his way, Ireland will play host to the world's biggest ever strip poker contest, with an aim to land in the Guinness Book of Records for the largest amount of disrobing card players! Power says the game will be in August or September but had yet to decide on a prize, though he noted, "Maybe a gold pair of underpants or a golden fig leaf would be most appropriate." - Reuters
Posted by Michael Main on 05/16/06 at 04:17 AM
- My dear buddy G--That's just it. Because my poor dad knew (or claimed to know) nothing about his background (all the records have been destroyed, the body never recovered, and the pictures went up in a fire, blah, blah, blah), I just HAD to find out more. One of your sweet innocent kiddos may end up doing the same....I am SO happy for your present state of affairs!
M--Here it is 5:30 am, and you're contributing even more than I to the total number of underwear references on the Internet. Love the crazy story! (I've been up since 4, while Doug snoozes, doing his level best to get back on local time. Little does he know I'm considering packing our bags again, sans panties! Ha.
Posted by Katy on 05/16/06 at 04:31 AM
- I have actually been asked to stick around Ireland, Michael, but for a different reason. We met a local historian in Emyvale, Co. Monaghan, who said I simply must stay on until after the coming gathering of the Clann McKenna, which begins the end of June. I'm afraid to afford that, I'd have to pawn my golden panties. :)
Posted by Katy on 05/16/06 at 04:35 AM
- Hiya Katy,
Hopefully free availability of internet access will improve in hotels and guesthouses here in Ireland over time. Probably still too expensive and often non-existent
Glad you liked Galway - even though I'm from the Dublin/Meath area, its my favourite place in Ireland. I'm in the travel business and I always love any excuse to get there.
Kind regards from Ireland,
Ashbourne County Meath
Posted by Mike Leigh on 01/05/09 at 09:09 AM
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