I sat applying nail polish with exaggerated care. The care was exaggerated on two counts; first, I don’t wear it often and paint fingers as well as nails, and second, we were on a ferry. It wasn’t moving and it should have been; the second coat of polish was to distract me from that fact. Ten minutes after it should have and ten minutes before we were due to be at the far side of the far peninsula we finally Click for more
Cead Mile Failte Romhat
It seems fitting to finally get my first post on my new blog up on St. Patrick’s Day. Fitting because the odd mix of national holiday celebrated in a country that doesn’t acknowledge it is typical of expat life. So as I sit here listening to NPR’s Irish music stream and am sent a stream of Paddy’s day greetings and news through Twitter, the daily reality around me is sublimely ignorant. More so than usual perhaps as we have workmen Click for more