Tonight is the night after last night and I’m slowly recovering. The wonderful thing about a night away with a gang of friends is the memories it creates. Tonight as I sit here, a shadow of the woman I was when I headed away early yesterday morning, I can be heard chuckling at intervals as I remember the fun and the madness.
I am so very lucky to have two groups of wonderful friends and a husband who has no problem manning the fort while I go away to enjoy myself. I am also lucky to live in a place where we can travel such short distances and yet be in the midst of spectacular scenery.
While I cannot share the faces and much of what we got up to, I can show you some of the places we’ve been to in the past few weeks on various nights or days away. While there is much about life in Ireland which is not perfect, it’s scenery is beautiful and I cannot imagine anywhere I’d prefer to live.
An impromptu lunch date with my daughter in Kinsale, sitting outside with this view for company.
Yesterday’s trip away to West Cork, beginning with an 8/10 km walk around Glandore.
After which Daniel’s mum and I stopped off at a small strand. Two very definitely not nuns, on ‘the nuns strand’. There we both cast stones for Daniel (he’d be a lot more impressed with the skip skapping skills from one of us than the other), before we joined the gang for lunch.
The evening was spent up the top of another mountain. There was no sun, very strong winds…and prosecco. The night continued with a fabulous meal, a trip to a pub and a nightcap or two back at the house.
We returned to our own lives early today tired but happy, with memories aplenty.
“What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.”