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New greetings from the "Giant's Causeway", Northern Ireland
Brought my family over to the Emerald Isle for vacation (or "holiday" as everyone here calls it). This is the first hotel we've stayed at that had a computer with internet access available for guests; all other places provided the access but not the computer. I'm beginning to wish I had bought a Netbook to bring with.

The "Giant's Causeway" is a national park on the northern coast where, millions of years ago, lava cooled the rocks located here into 6-sided shapes. Imagine an area of the coastline with hundreds of thousands of rocks, all 6 sided, averaging 2 - 3 feet across, and some of them are flush to the ground while others may be anywhere from 3 to over 25 feet high. Think of them as pillars which may or may not be buried. Anyway, people can climb all over them like walking on sand dunes along the rocky shoreline. Actually, there's not much of a shore here: you're walking underneath cliffs that top out at over 100 meters high.

This is the first time in years that I've taken the kids to see something natural and heard them utter the word "cool" to describe it.

Just a few kilometers away is the town of Bushmills. Can you guess what they make there? Right ... Bushmills Irish Whisky. After a tour of the distillery (at £6 per adult - they don't use Euros in Norther Ireland) you get a free sample of one of the different types of whisky that they make. I went for the "Distillery Reserve" which they started selling last year for their 400th anniversary being licensed to make whisky. DAMN GOOOOOD!!! Sadly, you can't buy it anywhere in the world - it's only sold at the plant; you can't even buy it in the liquor store down the street.

Belfast: went to "The Crown" tavern because it's decorated with wood, tile and timbers recovered from the Britainnic, sister ship to the Titanic, which shared the same fate as its more famous sibling. Unfortunately, they do a piss-poor job of promoting this fact in the pub, so there was nothing to take pictures of, let alone give us reason to stay and eat dinner there. The rest of the city reminds me of Gary, Indiana, only bigger. It's just as old and rundown-looking.

Today's plan is to hit downtown Dublin and then onto the ultimate tourist's destination: Blarney Castle. Tomorrow night we have a reservation to stay in a castle on the southwest coast. If I can get access to a computer there I'll give another update.

Almost forgot: rented a car and have experienced a few dozen roundabouts. They're not as bad as I expected, but almost got crushed by a small oil tanker truck who wanted to take the second exit from the inner lane while I was trying to get to the third exit from the outer lane. Other than that, no bad experiences while driving. And, NO I haven't screwed up and driven on the "American" side of the road - I've remembered to drive on the left side cause that's how they do it over here.

Later, gang!




"Chicago to my mind was the only place to be. ... I above all liked the city because it was filled with people all a-bustle, and the clatter of hooves and carriages, and with delivery wagons and drays and peddlers and the boom and clank of freight trains. And when those black clouds came sailing in from the west, pouring thunderstorms upon us so that you couldn't hear the cries or curses of humankind, I liked that best of all. Chicago could stand up to the worst God had to offer. I understood why it was built--a place for trade, of course, with railroads and ships and so on, but mostly to give all of us a magnitude of defiance that is not provided by one house on the plains. And the plains is where those storms come from."

-- E.L. Doctorow
New Sounds cool. Enjoy.
New Neat. Have a great time!
New FYI, you've been to the UK now.
See, the full name of my country is "The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland".

Dublin's a dump, by the way; everyone there is convinced they're the last word in traditional Irish wit. There's not much to do other than drink. Have a backup plan if you find yourselves bored.
New Dublin beat the pants off Belfast
Went to Trinity College to see the "Book of Kells". There are actually 4 of them on display - they are the 4 books of the New Testament written in in ancient Celtic language and have magnificent illustrations.

Here's a little about them: http://www.tcd.ie/Li...eritage/kells.php

Afterwards walked around downtown south and west of the college; there were people everywhere! It was like walking around an American college campus on a friday afternoon where every student was hurrying to get to the nearest bar. Dozens of pubs were maxed out, with overflows onto the roped-off sidewalk patios. Plenty of them had tables for roadside dining that had lines waiting for a spot. The whole area was just VIBRANT! It had life, it had energy, it just felt great.

Before that I dragged everyone to take a tour of the Guinness Brewery. At the end you get a complementary beer if you're of legal age. So I enjoyed a glass. My wife doesn't drink beer, so I enjoyed her complementary beer. My mother-in-law doesn't drink beer, so I enjoyed her complementary beer. THAT'S how to enjoy a Friday afternoon!

Tomorrow it's Blarney Castle to be typical American tourists and then onto the castle on the SW coast for an overnight stay.

Oh, and here's a link to the Giant's Causeway that we saw two days ago: http://www.northantr...useway_stones.htm




"Chicago to my mind was the only place to be. ... I above all liked the city because it was filled with people all a-bustle, and the clatter of hooves and carriages, and with delivery wagons and drays and peddlers and the boom and clank of freight trains. And when those black clouds came sailing in from the west, pouring thunderstorms upon us so that you couldn't hear the cries or curses of humankind, I liked that best of all. Chicago could stand up to the worst God had to offer. I understood why it was built--a place for trade, of course, with railroads and ships and so on, but mostly to give all of us a magnitude of defiance that is not provided by one house on the plains. And the plains is where those storms come from."

-- E.L. Doctorow
New Treat your wife like a queen
and stay at a castle. My family and I stayed at Dromoland Castle last night:

http://www.dromoland.ie/

At breakfast this morning we were seated by the maitre' d in full tuxedo. The room is elegant, the staff is top-notch, and there's so much to do you need at least 2 or 3 nights to take it all in (IF you can afford it.) Oh, and they gave us permission to take pictures of the kids in the castle's Rolls Royce.

Tomorrow it's time to leave and return home. Right after my body has gotten rid of the jet lag and adapted to the Irish clock. I do love having daylight past 10:30 PM; I could get in a full round of golf after dinner if I wanted.




"Chicago to my mind was the only place to be. ... I above all liked the city because it was filled with people all a-bustle, and the clatter of hooves and carriages, and with delivery wagons and drays and peddlers and the boom and clank of freight trains. And when those black clouds came sailing in from the west, pouring thunderstorms upon us so that you couldn't hear the cries or curses of humankind, I liked that best of all. Chicago could stand up to the worst God had to offer. I understood why it was built--a place for trade, of course, with railroads and ships and so on, but mostly to give all of us a magnitude of defiance that is not provided by one house on the plains. And the plains is where those storms come from."

-- E.L. Doctorow
New Back in the USA today
Flew over the ocean yesterday, although I was flying higher than the plane. See, since the wife works for the airline the employees take care of one another, and since the availability was there, the gate agent upgraded the whole family to FIRST CLASS!

WOW! Talk about the only way to fly: wide leather seats that recline like a La-Z-Boy chair, get a free toiletry travel kit, warm towels to wash your hands, a menu so you can order real food to eat, steel utensils, bread rolls, fruit, ice cream sundaes for dessert - and free alcoholic drinks!

Life was good! Correction: IT WAS GREAT!





"Chicago to my mind was the only place to be. ... I above all liked the city because it was filled with people all a-bustle, and the clatter of hooves and carriages, and with delivery wagons and drays and peddlers and the boom and clank of freight trains. And when those black clouds came sailing in from the west, pouring thunderstorms upon us so that you couldn't hear the cries or curses of humankind, I liked that best of all. Chicago could stand up to the worst God had to offer. I understood why it was built--a place for trade, of course, with railroads and ships and so on, but mostly to give all of us a magnitude of defiance that is not provided by one house on the plains. And the plains is where those storms come from."

-- E.L. Doctorow
New Perfect example of artificial scarcity
Okay, it's not completely artificial. Those seats really do take up more room. And allowing people to order means keeping more food on hand. But the markup on it is way out of proportion to what you'd pay for it on the ground.

I'm not saying anyone is getting ripped off. Sort of the opposite actually. It's market segmentation done right. The segmentation where the guy sitting next to you back in steerage paid twice what you did because of when he booked it, or maybe what the next leg is, or what phase the moon was in when he clicked "Confirm" ... that's segmentation done wrong IMO.
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Drew
     greetings from the "Giant's Causeway", Northern Ireland - (lincoln) - (7)
         Sounds cool. Enjoy. -NT - (Silverlock)
         Neat. Have a great time! -NT - (Another Scott)
         FYI, you've been to the UK now. - (pwhysall) - (1)
             Dublin beat the pants off Belfast - (lincoln)
         Treat your wife like a queen - (lincoln)
         Back in the USA today - (lincoln) - (1)
             Perfect example of artificial scarcity - (drook)

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