It's been the plan- the thought. It's been the research done and tucked away for years collecting dust.
I have been all across the United States, Mexico, Hawaii, but never over seas.
It was London initially, always London- London calling me....
of course it was Ireland as well, and everywhere else in the world. I have always had a strong desire to travel, to revel in mystery and history. The music scene. I am medication needed crazy for old architecture and any drool worthy history around it. Craftsmanship is still alive in this old soul, and where better to get that fix than in Europe?
Ireland has always been a want, gorgeous rolling green, ocean and hospitality- but also due to the suspected family history. I say suspect, because who really knows? I am a Heinz 57- as they say, but always there was talk of Irish family heritage on my moms side and some actual documentation on my dad's side, although also heavily German. The idea of truly belonging somewhere older than this nation has always been dreamy for me, no disrespect to my Merica (that's a whole different- hours needed conversation), its just the love for something old, and something new? - no something old. I want to be connected and Ireland has innately been it.
I mean, of course I will fit in perfectly with rolling greens, authentic music and smiley eyed pubs! Don't be silly!
So am I excited?
Yes! no wait, I have no idea... I think I am still thinking about daily life and responsibility and loved ones. Oh Crap! When did I get all grown up? I just last night did some needed shopping and as of tomorrow will have all course work (classes) finished for the next two weeks. House sitters and kid watchers, and animal caregivers all lined up- its time to pack! London, Ireland, Paris, Germany... here I come! Time is flying and while I will be in two days, my mind is still dreamy and someone needs to pinch me.
Even better is the lovely family that I will be bumming around with- a bit nervous but I am positive that my grand time will be within the company of these folk and not necessarily infused by only what my eye can see. This trip, these places, this adventure is just a bonus on top of the love and acceptance I have found with the Ruane clan. See, not really having a strong family of my own- with years of separation, family and belonging is a well calloused wound for me. One that I have done well to heal from. So getting to make history with these fine people makes this trip even more rewarding- It couldn't come at a better time and I will cherish it far more than if it had happened years ago.
I have been all across the United States, Mexico, Hawaii, but never over seas.
It was London initially, always London- London calling me....
of course it was Ireland as well, and everywhere else in the world. I have always had a strong desire to travel, to revel in mystery and history. The music scene. I am medication needed crazy for old architecture and any drool worthy history around it. Craftsmanship is still alive in this old soul, and where better to get that fix than in Europe?
Ireland has always been a want, gorgeous rolling green, ocean and hospitality- but also due to the suspected family history. I say suspect, because who really knows? I am a Heinz 57- as they say, but always there was talk of Irish family heritage on my moms side and some actual documentation on my dad's side, although also heavily German. The idea of truly belonging somewhere older than this nation has always been dreamy for me, no disrespect to my Merica (that's a whole different- hours needed conversation), its just the love for something old, and something new? - no something old. I want to be connected and Ireland has innately been it.
I mean, of course I will fit in perfectly with rolling greens, authentic music and smiley eyed pubs! Don't be silly!
So am I excited?
Yes! no wait, I have no idea... I think I am still thinking about daily life and responsibility and loved ones. Oh Crap! When did I get all grown up? I just last night did some needed shopping and as of tomorrow will have all course work (classes) finished for the next two weeks. House sitters and kid watchers, and animal caregivers all lined up- its time to pack! London, Ireland, Paris, Germany... here I come! Time is flying and while I will be in two days, my mind is still dreamy and someone needs to pinch me.
Even better is the lovely family that I will be bumming around with- a bit nervous but I am positive that my grand time will be within the company of these folk and not necessarily infused by only what my eye can see. This trip, these places, this adventure is just a bonus on top of the love and acceptance I have found with the Ruane clan. See, not really having a strong family of my own- with years of separation, family and belonging is a well calloused wound for me. One that I have done well to heal from. So getting to make history with these fine people makes this trip even more rewarding- It couldn't come at a better time and I will cherish it far more than if it had happened years ago.
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