After a flurry of last minute packing and de-stuffing on Saturday, we started our trip!
For our first month, we are living in a cottage in a rural area near Skibbereen, Ireland. Very rural. Google maps refers to the road to the cottage as “unnamed road.”
We are mad about farmers markets and the Saturday morning market in Skibbereen didn’t disappoint.
That’s what they say in Ireland: beautiful day, between the clouds.
The sun doesn’t set until 9 pm, which gives me about an hour and a half of daylight after Theo goes to sleep, so I’ve been talking walks.
We drove into Cork on Saturday to pick up my mom from the train station and trade in our rental car.
We’ve had a couple of days of rain, rain, rain lately, instead of the usual sun, rain, sun that has characterized most of our stay in Ireland. So, if you’re expecting this post to be about anything exciting and travel-related (or even to be particularly about Ireland at all), maybe come back for the next post instead.
Okay, so it hasn’t been ALL rain lately. On Wednesday, Mom, Theo, and I drove to Glandore and Union Hall. We had a snack outside at a pub in Glandore overlooking the boats. (With many bees as uninvited guests. Theo is getting good at requesting that the bees leave, instead of swatting at them. Important life skill. Hooray!)
Last Thursday, my Mom, Theo, and I drove to Kilkenney where we scooped up Brian at the train station and then drove down to the cottage we rented in Kells.