Saturday, 5/3 (Waterford) Waterford County

         

     

It's my fifth anniversary today, and I'm praying that the Vicksburg florist doesn't screw up.  I arranged a couple month's ago for the florist to deliver flowers and a note I penned to Marcia.  I will call her around 5:00 p.m., Ireland time, to wish her well and to celebrate by phone this day.  We'll celebrate fully when I return home.  Phone calls are made, and flowers, etc arrived.  Marcia sounds good and is going out for dinner with her parents tonight.

Cousin Mike makes it to Waterford by bus without a hitch.  We drop his bike and gear off at the B+B, and we walk into town to see the sights including a beer at Doolen's Pub.  Here we bump into Rozzie who is a medical student from Cincinnati by way of a medical school from the Caribbean, Monserratt.  Yes, yes, such medical schools are notoriously suspect, but he is a pleasant young man who buys us a round and seems to have a lot of discretionary cash on him.  We listen to an Irish singer who accompanies himself on guitar.  Rozzie thinks Mike is 36 and I 38.  He is probably being nice, but he does think a couple of cousins biking Ireland, "remarkable," and he tells us to have a great holiday.

We return to the B+B, and I read my CARE package from Marcia and the girls.  I cry and laugh, and I look so forward to returning to them and Colleen, and Mike and Mami in June.

It rained this morning, and it starts raining again this evening.  We video-tape some of the sights and have dinner at the Reginald Tower Pub, after which we duck into O'Connor's Pub for some wonderful Irish music: One very sincere singer/guitarist who has a strong voice.  I ask him to play "I'll take you Home again, Kathleen," but he won't take the £ coin I proffer.  He gives it back and says, "Oh, you're kind, but buy yourself a drink then." He sings "Galway Bay" and "Waltzing Matilda" and some other wonderful tunes.  A number of locals who have had many pints of Guinness have been singing in groups before the singer arrived, and they begin to slowly stagger off, struggling with coats and locomotion.  There seems to be little hesitancy to serve customers, no matter how much they drink or how they behave.

We walk home through a light mist, but the temperature has risen a bit, and it actually is a pleasant evening.

   
 

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