17 July, Friday
it is mack.
We left Barbara's house filled up with Irish butter and sausages (BYE Barbara, we love you and your perfect home) and drove toward Northern Ireland, which looks like the Republic of Ireland except there are a ton of British Flags all over the place, damn redcoats, JUST KIDDING. We stopped right off the highway, in the pouring rain to grab some fresh strawberries... we. will.do.anything.for.food.
We jumped back in our car and headed to Ballymoney. We arrived at our next Air B&B with our lovely host Carole. Their house was in the country of a small town, it was so lovely. We had some tea when we arrived and talked with her and her 20 year old son Adam. Her husband was a baker, so we also had some killer scones and cold panacakes with butter. (yeah, I don't know, they eat cold pancakes here, but hey to each his own, right? but give me some hot pancakes please america) Adorable people, thick accents, no idea what they said. But we finally got the hang of it. We drove over to the Dark Hedges, which was used as a location in the Game of Thrones. They were just old trees that lined up a road. Wahooo.Stuffing our faces with strawberries we continued up north to Derry. Before we hit the UK boarder, aka POUNDS (we can't afford this place 1 pound is like $1.50), we stopped at the mall in Ballyfoey and went into the store that is like Ireland's Nordstrom. We spent some time shopping around, I got some pants because we had not done laundry in years and we bought a backpack for all of our touristy souveniers. We went to the bakery and stuffed our face with eclaires and coffee, eecchhhmm, I mean carrots and water. We drove to Derry, a cool town and walked around the 'Wall of Derry,' it's just an old wall with a lot of history all about war, very interesting.
We took some pictures and nearly blew over because the wind is ridiculous here. Using the pound now, we thought "THINK CHEAP" for dinner. Easy for me, being a recent college grad where I currently lived on breakfast burritos and McDonalds Fries I spotted a Food Truck. (sorry mom no more lobster for you) We ordered the biggest thing of fries and chicken strippers (we call them chicken strips because we are america and g-rated, this is ireland, they say chicken strippers and also show very distrubing things on TV) and battered fish. We parked our car in a park and ride and stuffed our faces and rid ourselves of the evidence.
We headed back to our country home where the whole family was there. Carole and Paul had 3 kids, Mckayla who was married to a funny Irish man, Daryl who was 25 and Adam. We all laughed and talked about how I thought Ireland was going to have dirt roads and old men everywhere, turns out they are pretty modern. Mom and I snuck away to allow them to have some family time, and we watched a STUPID movie, yet etertaining (we are desperate for some good movie watching) and snuggled up and fell asleep.
Peace from your favorite girl,
Mack
I mean, Cheers,
the traveling woman
tip of the day: if you can't understand an Irish person just smile and nod
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