Visit to the Motherland

Top 'o the morning! The Queen and her royal assistant, Ex-Pat, recently visited Kinsale, Ireland, as part of the royal agenda to explore the realm beyond London. The weather cooperated and it was sunny most of the time. Rainy spurts were spent within a range of pubs offering local ales and nourishment.

After a nice breakfast on Saturday morning, we

set out on a walk along the coast. There was a trail that supposedly led to an old Fort,

but we ended up simply finding an excellent view. Ex-Pat pondered life as we checked

out the marina, and the Queen took photos.

The town of Kinsale is quaint and clearly caters to tourists in the summer. We ate dinner at a wonderful restaurant called Crackpots, and watched some "football" with the locals afterwards.

On Sunday, we drove out to the famous golf course - Old Head Links - but they were closed for the season. We did manage to walk part of the grounds and catch the following seascape. All in all, a fun weekend in Ireland and a nice break from the city!

Moving

I consider this a viable option...

48 hours. Not a Mel Gibson movie or CBS news event, but the amount of time we have left in the motherland. Though we've reached the "I guess if we had to throw everything else out, we'd be okay with just our clothes" stage, we have much left to do. Not entirely sure what to do with the couch, but we have eliminated the "burn it" option, so we're narrowing the choices there. We're also clueless about the sheets and towels - which, as it's own meta - question, makes me wonder where my era of drinking, pizza, and video games went.

Confident we will get this done, mostly because we have a flight to the UK on Tuesday and aren't coming back full time for two years. The movers come tomorrow and then we're off to the staging area. Priority Uno is to get out Internet and Phone up in the UK, so I imagine we'll begin reporting again around Saturday or, if I forget the password, never again. Which would probably be for the best.

Until then.