Ireland pictures are here! part one of I’m not sure how many
Ireland film scans are back! I can now share a few photos (both digital and film) from our trip to my homeland. The first few days we were in Galway which I loved…although we didn’t make the most of our time there because of 1.) jet lag and 2.) Cooper had to adjust to driving on the other side of the road. We did get to have a great dinner/drinks with friends and went to a true Irish pub where two drunken Irish men arm wrestled. Oh, and another highlight: I went swimming in the pool at the hotel and it was the first time in my life where I wasn’t the only really really white person in the pool. In fact, Cooper’s farmer’s tan was much much darker than any of the other skin tones. I surely loved fitting in.
First up for photos: Cliffs of Moher. Breathtaking? Yes. Touristy? Yes…until you go beyond the fenced areas and live life on the edge (literally, ha!). My Dr. Scholl’s insoles for lower back pain made me slip around in my shoes too much to totally feel secure on the cliff’s edge but it was a great sight nonetheless. Just writing about it makes me weak in the knees.
The trip wouldn’t be complete without Cooper doing a jig:
Author: Ali Carras
At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change.
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