Thursday, March 17, 2011
Happy Uncle Patrick's Day! : : Anne McAllister
Sorry I'm late. I was celebrating.
I have a son named Patrick, so we always celebrate St Patrick's day or, as his youngest niece has dubbed it, "Uncle Patrick's Day."
Today, as well, I did a bit of reminiscing with a friend about our trip to Ireland three years ago. It was a business trip -- the best kind -- where because I was researching a book set in a large old country house, we went to stay for a few days in a large old country house in the south of Ireland.
Unlike home, where the snow was still thick and deep on the ground, in the south of Ireland the daffodils were everywhere.
It was gloriously green with splotches of vivid yellow so bright it almost hurt my 'accustomed to gray and brown and white because it's winter in the midwest' eyes.
We did a lot of touristy things as well as basking in front of the fire at the country house. We visited the cliffs of Moher and we wandered around the streets of Galway.
We visited the amazing library at the University of Dublin (seriously reminding me of Harry Potter books) and strolled through St Stephen's Green.
We drank tea at Bewley's and Guinness in more places than I can remember (imagine that) and one afternoon and evening got to watch Harlequin Mills & Boon's own Abby Green do her 'day job' as an assistant film director. Very impressive she was, too.
It would be hard to decide what the highlight of the trip was. There were many.
But one of the things I never expected to see -- but I'd read about -- was road bowling. It is exactly what it sounds like: a bunch of men bowling a ball down country lanes where you (or at least I) least expected to see them. Loved watching that.
It sort of captured Ireland for me -- delightful, homey, familiar, and yet at the same time, unexpected.
Happy Uncle Patrick's Day to all!
Posted by Anne McAllister at 2:46 PM