October 24, 2012

• Kings of the Stone Age

  Quite a long break in between posts (oh no you moan, as you realize there is another metaphysical intro coming…) NaNoWriMo is almost here and the goal is to finish all the trip postings by then and just write every day for a month to get back into the swing of things. To start commenting back and participating in this community again. Partially because I miss all y’all and partially because I dont have a lot else going on for me IRL right now. But on to the last of the Irish posts…

  

  On A last minute whim (see! I CAN be spontaneous) Brian and I booked a tour to go out and visit Newgrange, one of the oldest known dwellings known to man, a stone age construct predating the pyramids

  

  The majority of the tomb has been reconstructed, but the duel entryway you see is original, as is the large rocks with glyphs and whirls in the front

  

  As large as this thing is around the outside, once you enter it is roughly the size of a broom closet

  

  It is unclear what the newgrange tomb was intended for, but we know it had something to do with the solstice as twice a year a single ray of light shines through the upper entrance and reached the back of the tomb

  

  The prevailing theory is that all these whorls and spirals were drug induced. Cheers to the human drive, getting effed up on whatever is available

  

  

  Another abandoned hut, but not quite stone age, Brian and I discovered while wandering where we werent supposed to. As usual =)

  

  Hello Hobbittesses

  

  Oh look we have found the shire in Ireland

  

  

  Hidden throughout these rolling fields are other remains of stone age societies and tombs

  

  

  The narrow winding walk to the center of the tomb

  

  Next stop was the Hill of Tara, seat of Irelands high kings

  

  

  Although the scenery is lovely, the was not worth paying to take a tour for. Ireland is filled with equally stunning scenery wherever you turn

  

  It is said from the top of the high seat, you can see 30 of the 36 counties in Ireland

  

  I only count 25 COWnties though. get it? haha I kill me

  

  Ewe know what I mean

  

  As it turns out, boy sheep are spray painted blue, girl pink, and all of them run away when you come toward them. Sheep are nervous creatures outside of petting zoos

  

  I tried so hard to catch a sheep and boy, do I make a terrible sheperd. At least I had more fun running around like a maniac and rolling down the hill again though

  

  And handily located nearby were these celtic crosses!

  Well, this concludes the Ireland portion of our tour. Later that night, Brian and I hopped on a plane and crossed the water to arrive in Scotland, where we will continue our tour, but now with more scotch!

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