New shoes were made for walkin'..
What'se craic?
Err.. how's it goin?
I think I left you last time just before we went to Buncrana for the festival and fireworks. We had a good time, though it was very cold by the water, and we almost got stranded there for the night since the fireworks ended late and we couldn't get through on the phone to find enough taxis willing to take the 15 of us all the way back to Derry. Luckily, people here are really nice and we found a shopowner whose son drives a mini-bus and was willing to take us all home.
My work meeting in Belfast on Tuesday went well, though not as well as it could have if I had been properly informed of what kind of customers our client has...... They don't sell their product in grocery stores as I was led to believe. They sell to cinemas and only in huge quantities. But they're looking into getting into the retail market soon, so my effort wasn't completely wasted. I hope...
Then I went with a coworker to the Business 4 Business BBQ in north Belfast. I was amused that there might be some attempt at barbeque there and was determined to give it a try despite being spoiled to the world's best barbeque back home.. It WASN'T barbeque. It wasn't even close. I wouldn't even call it a cook-out. The burgers and hot dogs were cooked in the oven, and we ate them outside. Apparently that's what BBQ is.. eating food outside.
This past weekend, Brian and I went to Newcastle, Co. Down at the foot of the Mourne Mountains. Wow! That is a beautiful place! I want to go back sometime in the winter to see the snow that covers the tops of the mountains. Being as we were without a car.. we had to walk the two miles to the entrance of Tollymore Forest. Once inside we hit the trails, 3 to 4 more miles. We did get a little lost looking for a few of the historic sites. Our map wasn't the most accurate one ever made, plus many of the trail signs had been knocked down, but between his boyscout training and my excellent female sense of direction *ahem*, we managed to find our way out of the wilderness. Don't laugh. I did remember that moss only grows on the north side of the tree! Not that it helped so much.. but whatever.
Then there was the 2 miles back to town to the hostel. A strange bed never looked so good! You're probably thinking, sissy girl, eight miles isn't that bad. Normally, I would agree, but when you're lugging a sleeping bag and a heavy backpack and wearing new shoes you haven't broken in yet, it can be a little tiring.
Back in Newcastle, and hungry for ANYTHING besides more peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, we found Country Fried Chicken. Mmmm.. hit the spot. Boy do I miss home cooking!
We caught the early bus back to Belfast the next day, and from there I caught the train to Portadown for church. There was a little mix-up and no one was there to pick me up, so I went back to Belfast and took another tour of the city.
As always, there are more pictures up.
Pictures 107-128
Coming this weekend: a solo trip to County Galway. NORIBIC was nice enough to give me Friday and Monday off, so I can devote the time to do justice to the Connemara region of the island. Uh, plus I get to do some marketing research while I'm there. Fun... Oh well, all play and no work makes me a lazy girl, so I guess I can sacrifice for the good of the company.
Err.. how's it goin?
I think I left you last time just before we went to Buncrana for the festival and fireworks. We had a good time, though it was very cold by the water, and we almost got stranded there for the night since the fireworks ended late and we couldn't get through on the phone to find enough taxis willing to take the 15 of us all the way back to Derry. Luckily, people here are really nice and we found a shopowner whose son drives a mini-bus and was willing to take us all home.
My work meeting in Belfast on Tuesday went well, though not as well as it could have if I had been properly informed of what kind of customers our client has...... They don't sell their product in grocery stores as I was led to believe. They sell to cinemas and only in huge quantities. But they're looking into getting into the retail market soon, so my effort wasn't completely wasted. I hope...
Then I went with a coworker to the Business 4 Business BBQ in north Belfast. I was amused that there might be some attempt at barbeque there and was determined to give it a try despite being spoiled to the world's best barbeque back home.. It WASN'T barbeque. It wasn't even close. I wouldn't even call it a cook-out. The burgers and hot dogs were cooked in the oven, and we ate them outside. Apparently that's what BBQ is.. eating food outside.
This past weekend, Brian and I went to Newcastle, Co. Down at the foot of the Mourne Mountains. Wow! That is a beautiful place! I want to go back sometime in the winter to see the snow that covers the tops of the mountains. Being as we were without a car.. we had to walk the two miles to the entrance of Tollymore Forest. Once inside we hit the trails, 3 to 4 more miles. We did get a little lost looking for a few of the historic sites. Our map wasn't the most accurate one ever made, plus many of the trail signs had been knocked down, but between his boyscout training and my excellent female sense of direction *ahem*, we managed to find our way out of the wilderness. Don't laugh. I did remember that moss only grows on the north side of the tree! Not that it helped so much.. but whatever.
Then there was the 2 miles back to town to the hostel. A strange bed never looked so good! You're probably thinking, sissy girl, eight miles isn't that bad. Normally, I would agree, but when you're lugging a sleeping bag and a heavy backpack and wearing new shoes you haven't broken in yet, it can be a little tiring.
Back in Newcastle, and hungry for ANYTHING besides more peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, we found Country Fried Chicken. Mmmm.. hit the spot. Boy do I miss home cooking!
We caught the early bus back to Belfast the next day, and from there I caught the train to Portadown for church. There was a little mix-up and no one was there to pick me up, so I went back to Belfast and took another tour of the city.
As always, there are more pictures up.
Pictures 107-128
Coming this weekend: a solo trip to County Galway. NORIBIC was nice enough to give me Friday and Monday off, so I can devote the time to do justice to the Connemara region of the island. Uh, plus I get to do some marketing research while I'm there. Fun... Oh well, all play and no work makes me a lazy girl, so I guess I can sacrifice for the good of the company.
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