Tuesday, June 17, 2008


I apologize for not continuing to update this blog while I finished my interim course.  I’ll do my best to recreate my experiences now, complete with pictures (check back to the posts from London and Wales for photos and more details). 
We spent the whole day traveling to Derry, Northern Ireland on Wednesday, the 28th of May.  Our first leg was a train from Llandudno to Holyhead, where we took the ferry across the Irish Sea to Dublin.  We had initially planned to spend that night in Dublin, but finding adequate lodging proved impossible, so instead our group was met at the port by a coach and a driver named Seamus.  Our bus was actually decorated with an 8-year-old’s rendition of a Dutch Windmill (I guess it won some contest, so it was displayed on the side of this minibus), but it was comforting for some of the Dutch-er girls in our group, and funny for all of us.  Here we were in Ireland, and our bus - which was named Gus, by the way - had a painting of a windmill on it.  Dutchness simply permeates our world.


Posted by Emily MacLeod on 06/17 at 11:23 AM
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