Dublin Redux

After being home for a couple of months I keep finding my thoughts returning to our time spent across the pond. I really think I didn't give Dublin a fair shake because I was grumpy about how much we were spending and I missed my kids terribly. I really miss England and Ireland. Partly this is because of the hellishly hot weather we have in Texas during the summer. I look at the conditions in London and Dublin daily and wish I were basking in their chilly, overcast awesomeness. But a lot has to do with how wonderful everything is there. The scenery is just magical. The rolling hills and forests, the centuries old buildings, the quaint houses. There is just something about it all that just seemed right.

I am eager to return and would love to get a place to spend summers and holidays at. Maybe in Wicklow or someplace in Wales? A guy can dream!

Cheers.