Here you will find the travel diaries of Ms Keela. I apologise in advance for my poor english. English is my second language, Bristolian is my first.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Jen-knapping to Longleat
Are we going to an esso garage? Are we going to a park? are we going for lunch at 10am? These are just a few of the questions from a very excited jen in the back seat of the car when we jen-knapped her and took her to Longleat.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
I'm forever blowing bubbles
A day of many things that started with a game of trying to fit through the very very small doors in a static carvan, followed by witnessing a 3 year old gambling. She is the only person I know who wins on a 2p machine but doesn't care about the winnings and just walks away without collecting it. Then we saw the best rainbow I've ever seen in the world, a full rainbow and double rainbow at that. Bowling with Liv was quite amsusing, she started off being very good and sitting down when it's someone elses turn but then that quickly turned into 'my turn', my turn. After that Liv thought it was even better to bowl through someone's legs but that also included Ali trying to bowl through Liv's legs which has a significant disadvantage for legs that are 30cm long. Then after that Ali discovered Liv's bubbles and just kept blowing/
Saturday, March 01, 2008
A marriage proposal
We had brekkie with a gaggle of chickens, well women. They were talking about putting their husbands dinner on a plate and then one ask 'can your husband use a microwave'? We drove through Kilarney National Park, through Molls Gap and Ladies View and around the Ring of Kerry. We did a cliff walk but alas we didn't see the puffins but the wind was so strong and for 2 people afriad of heights, it wasn't the most fun. We had lunch, went back to Kenmare and then onto Glengarth to find a B&B where I was asked whether I had to ask my 'fella' which room I'd like. We had dinner in a local pub where we met Daniel and Pat. The village was unique indeed, everyone knew everyone else and god we weren't let alone. Daniel wouldn't leave me alone, kept saying ya ya ya ya ya and then clapping his hands saying bang. But.....apparently there is an irishman waiting for me if I don't get married soon. What was scary was that he has been arrested multiple times and isn't allowed in one bar becuase he tried to slit the guy's throat. Ummmmm. So, it was Ali to my rescue.
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