We have our passports… We have our flight confirmations. We have our heavy coats, mittens and scarves, pajamas and fancy dress clothes. In 13 days we will be boarding a plane that will take us 6000 miles away. On the other side relatives await us, along with 15 years of my dreams. I’m so stoked on checking out the countryside, the megalithic structures, the stone crosses, getting drenched in the rain, looking at the Atlantic from the other side, and meeting the people. Oh the people… most Irish girls here in SF have always coped attitude with me, I’m hoping it will be different over there. And we all KNOW how much I love Irishmen… I’m gonna be a kid in a candy shop, willy wonka style. I can’t wait to get my hands on the WHITE chocolate room! Lol.
And if all of this wasn’t making the decade of my 20’s fan-fuckin-tastic, we’re calling over to Scotland for 5 days to see Jenn, my best girl and partner in crime. Though it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other I know the time will fade to nothing when we see her at the airport. It’s a treat to meet her beau Kev, and look forward to marauding with her out in Glasgow! MMMMMmm, mmm kilts.
There are challenges… flying with Bear from SFO to Dublin direct will be nuts. But who cares- we’re going to Ireland and Scotland!!!!
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