Birthday Seven-Five in Ireland

There’s so much to tell from yesterday:

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Waking up on my birthday, next to the love of my life….Nancy.

Amy’s nutty “Flat Chip”… an oh-so-wonderful idea.

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The “head” went to over a hundred people…with instructions.  The responses went to Amy and some are hysterical; all are heartfelt and creative.  More on that when I get access to them to share here.

Just a few to show you from birthday day as we wandered along the coast in Co. Clare.

Then, we went to lunch and the Cliffs….and on an on.

More Flat Chip’s.

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Garrett, Tim, Cindy and Justin at the Jersey shore on a lifeguard stand…with me.
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This lady was in our pub at lunch – all dressed up from the wedding down the street.  And, I photo-bombed her picture.  She, of course, asked from my autograph.

Thanks again, Amy….I believe this head may last the entire trip…if not my entire life as I see some of you along the way.  What an idea!

Surfing (yes, surfing) on the Wild Atlantic Way.  It was not warm…see Nancy’s ear muffs (brought in special from her closet in Colorado) and Mike’s new fedora.

But, a huge beach at Lahinch and crazy people all either surfing or gathering seaweed and snails along the giant beach at low tide.

Cliffs of Moher…and the sea cruise to see the “other angle”.  In the sun, even.

Crowds galore…I don’t like that usually, but the view is so vast from up here and the sight amazing.

Then, we went to the Bill O’Brien Ferry service at Doolin for a ride beneath the Cliffs. 12 foot sea make for some sea-sickness aboard (not our crowd) and wet window photos of the Cliffs…but sunshine all the way.

There’s an O’Brien guy who built lots of monuments to the Cliffs (and himself). And, as always here, there is music…played by street people who add an eerie element to the place.

St. Bridget’s Well.  Our driver for the day (one of my finest presents…thanks, Nance, for the suggestion) was Ronan Woods (+353 87 254 7511) is a 3rd generation chauffeur here.  He knew some secret places…this one was a place where people could drink from the well and be “cured”…and we saw one of Patricia Boyd’s beloved St. Bridget’s Crosses, too.

Sky and Mike’s poem.   We had a party in our hotel suite with wine and a Nancy toast to “the old man”.  They collaborated for an epic beauty…tears in my eyes as they covered my whole life.  And another gift to go with the kite from earlier in the day…our own double hammock that fits in a package about the size of my fist.

Ronan, the driver.  He’s a knowledgeable guy who has spent 8 years abroad in Canada and the US.  Knows the territory, drives those tiny roads with skill and was a fine gentleman along the way.

The most amazing dinner in a decade at Gregan’s Castle Hotel.

Photos to follow of the dinner and some other highlights – lighted cake, a couple more Flat Chip shots and others captured in Michael Brock’s camera.

A fantastic day with family in Ireland….and sunshine to delight us.

 

chiproach

Lifelong Philadelphia area Realtor. Now a 10-year citizen of Sanibel, Florida. Married to Nancy for 53 years. Three children (2 in Devon; 1 in Steamboat Springs, CO) and 5 grandkids. Helping with charities involving poverty, kids and education.

2 comments

  • Sounds wonderful! You are loved.
    I think we were in that pub in Lahinch.
    Did you see “your bar” there? “The Chipper!”

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