Eire

We've been staying in a 200 year old stone house in Neenagh, Ireland with Kelly's Aunt and family. At night the cold seeps through the stone and makes you put on a pair of socks or two. One thing you don't get in the New World is much of a sense of age. Here, the land is dotted with the remains of human habitation - some over a thousand years old. This house is part of the new housing development, but those old standards. Still it's a lot of fun to see the old cable powered bell system on the wall used to summon the servants from the dank basement. I tried to order a brandy, but unfortunately the system doesn't work anymore.

The town itself consists of a couple of busy streets lined with small shops which look to have been around for a couple of hundred years as well. No shopping centres, Mcdonalds, or other fast food joints have made it here. There are over 60 pubs though, and that seems to be the thing to do most nights.

The city museum was interesting, it had a replica of a classroom from circa 1900. I played evil Irish schoolmaster and rapped knuckles.

The weather is changing, winter is definitely coming and the smell of burning peat hangs in the air. Time... to go.