This post is part of a series called Moving Day It’s funny; I’m old enough to consider the idea of posting something from over the Atlantic some kind of fancy-pants…
It Was A Rough Couple of Days Today
This post is part of a series called The Portugal D7 Visa Process Our first few posts here at The Ramble have been recounting the story of how Lisa and…
Island Time
This post is part of a series called Italy 2014 (April 23, 2014) Wednesday we went to the Islands. One at least: Murano. We meant to do more, to do…
Ah, Venice . . .
This post is part of a series called Italy 2014 (April 21-22, 2014) Tuesday, J was feeling better, so we went out to see some museums. Although we aren’t big…
Day Sixteen: Pressing Pause in Galway
This post is part of a series called Ireland 2012 First thing’s first: I totally lied in yesterday’s post. There is no way I can finish this week without writing…
Day Fifteen: Mad Max 4 – the Burren
This post is part of a series called Ireland 2012 Our fifteenth day is defined in three ways, listed in no particular order: our visit to a 1,000 year old…
Day Fourteen: Long Day’s Journey Into Doolin
This post is part of a series called Ireland 2012 I have joked about the roads in Ireland, and I have ranted about the roads in Ireland. This was a…
Day Thirteen: Our Own Private Irishman
This post is part of a series called Ireland 2012 We had a second full day on the Dingle peninsula. I won’t lie, having done the Slea Head Drive the…
Day Twelve, Part Two: Dingle on Our Own
This post is part of a series called Ireland 2012 We knew that there were bee hive huts along the Slea Head Drive and that we should be on the…
Day Twelve, Part One: Dingle on Our Own
This post is part of a series called Ireland 2012 As I said yesterday, we left Kinsale in fairly short order and with a twinge of regret. Nevertheless – onward!…
