Mom came down to Inverness on Sunday, staying at Grandma’s. I went over to meet her, but when I pulled into the yard, I noticed that the trailer was not in the yard, where I know it was left.
I checked the garage and found the back screen had been pried out and someone had taken my air compressor and nail gun also. Strangely, other tools were still there.
I saw no evidence of entry into the house, fortunately.
Once mom arrived, I told her about it and we then filed a police report. It is considered “grand theft auto” as it did involve a titled, VIN item.
We had to displace this event in our minds, so we would be able to enjoy Ireland properly.
We left the next day, late in the day, so no rush.
It was an overnight flight, getting in at about 10:15am. Because we booked later than we should have, we were right behind the wings, the noisiest part of the plane. Plus the general talking and such, we didn’t sleep much, if any.
Dinner wasn’t bad, but they served an “Irish” breakfast burrito that was mostly mashed potatoes in a barely cooked tortilla, with a small amount of cheese and egg added.
We easily passed passport control and headed out. Apparently, there was no customs control. Odd indeed.
We found the car rental desk and the lady sent us down to the “car park”, but someone there said we had to take a shuttle to the pickup area. What was the point of this first lady then, she didn’t do anything that a series for signs couldn’t do better.
Regardless, we got our car (a Skoda) and drove out.
Since we couldn’t check into the hostel until 2, we just drove around looking around and allowing me to get used to driving on the wrong side of the car.
After driving around the hostel a few times looking for somewhere to park, I managed to grab one just around the corner, still too far to carry our heavy bags, but it would do. It was €2.40 per hour and only took coins. Luckily I had brought the remaining coins from the last trip so I was able to drop in a €2 and got almost an hour.
We walked toward the Tesco grocer, to find mom’s distilled water for her CPAP. Nobody in Ireland needs any, so nobody has any. So we ended up just getting filtered, which still has minerals.
We didn’t take any photos today, as we only saw one thing that we might want a photo of, a spire about 10-12 feet in diameter and about 700 feet tall, seriously. This thing was so tall it hurt my neck just trying to see the top. But there isn’t any way to photograph it, as you’d never get the whole thing into frame.
After shopping, we were going to drive out and find some food, but we didn’t want to loose the spot, it would be free after 4pm, so we we walked toward a Subway restaurant, but luckily, we spotted a Chinese restaurant before we got there.
Food was good, but slow and after eating and waiting on the check I was starting to fall asleep. It was only 5, but I had gone about 27 hours without sleep, so we ended up crashing around 7. I slept for about 2 hours until one of our roommates came in and then left a minute later. The only way to close the door is to slam it, which is always the preferred way anywhere someone tries to sleep.
I was chilled when I went to bed, but it wasn’t too bad, and I got under the duvet they provided. When the guy woke me, I was drenched in sweat, something I didn’t think I would have to worry about until back in Florida. The duvet was very efficient, too efficient. It wouldn’t let any air flow through.
When the guy came back a few minutes later and was making up his bed, our other roommate came in and they talked a bit. The first said something about his stuff being moved, but it was that way when we arrived.
They both went to bed, but tossed a bit, so I didn’t get back to sleep for a few hours.
I awoke just before 4am, and was too restless, so I dressed and grabbed my computer and went downstairs to type up the day’s events.
So far, not a lot of good to talk about, but we still have 20 more days to turn it around.