And now we are at the last stop on this trip.
Today I left Isle of Man and made my way through the English and Welsh countryside.
Farewell, Dublin. Hello, Isle of Man.
I left Dublin this morning and flew to the Isle of Man, which is in the Irish Sea between Dublin and Liverpool.
A friend of mine from the States happened to be in Dublin at the same time so the two of us went for a very long walk around Dublin this afternoon.
Today I explored into Northern Ireland again.
Borders fascinate me. Always have.
I spotted a point on the map where a road follows a relatively straight line across a national border between Ireland and the United Kingdom that is anything but straight.
So, of course, I had to go.
It’s 9:45 on a Monday evening as I write this.
I’m in a pub on Patrick Street, just 15 minutes by foot from where I’m staying this week. There is live music. The pub is alive with conversation. The music is good.
I am beginning a new journey.
As I mentioned in a recent photoblog post, this has been a rough few months for me. (More to come hopefully in the next month or so about that.) For the next two weeks, I’ll be indulging in some self-care-via-travel in Ireland, Germany, and some new points in between.
Give me ten hours to drive from Bainbridge Island to Seattle and creative routing will occur.
As planned, I finished my circumnavigation of the island and headed back home today.
It’s dark. I’m asleep. There are elephants.
Huh?
Elephants. Yes. Definitely elephants. Many elephants. They’re running. Stampeding. Right outside my door.
This … could be bad.
I’m spending the today and the next two days exploring the island nation of Taiwan.
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