I’m staying in such a lovely place, with light coming in on all four sides of the upstairs room where I’m sleeping. Or not sleeping. The moonlight is on the quilt, coming through this window. #jetlagged
Thanks, Dad, for being an absolute inspiration. I’m so grateful that I can still spend time with you, listen to your stories and jokes, ask you science and technology questions, and in general have the joy of your presence. I love you so much. With bonus Cherie, who is a joy unto her own remarkable self. ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
Tír na nÓg, maybe.
This is who I am now.
In which I have built a fire. 🔥
Me & James Joyce. Fish tacos ... and fries/chips? You may ask, “why would you order fish tacos in Dublin?” and you would have a point.
I’ve stepped onto the Trinity College campus to get my bearings. I’ve looked at some paintings, including one of a very peevish looking St. Augustine, and another splendid one of St. George slaying the dragon. I considered the difference between hunger and exhaustion, and in the end ate a panini because it was too close to call. I’ve crossed the Liffey twice. I’ve walked more than 10,000 steps since I got off the plane. And now I am lying upon a bed in a hotel room. In other words, I am in Ireland. #arrived #jetlagsaga
Played and watched so much P-I-G with sons and son-in-law and the historian this past week, basically super fun. By the end of the week I found my basic close-in set shot, with and without the bank (ie, super easy) and even pulled off one or two tricky maneuvers. Also got some tutorials in making a shot from behind the backboard, up and over and straight down. You’ll have to imagine that. This is Isaac and @walkeriguess, hooping it up and trash talking like the champions they are.
Just eating an airport strawberry before my departure WHICH IS IMMINENT.