so first thing our train was late making it impossible for me to make my flight, i should have taken the bus in the first place and all this would have been avoided; coulda, shoulda, woulda..... what 's done is done. so after my flight where i was rerouted to a different city i then had to catch 2 buses to get to cork then a bus to bantry and so here i am. Jean couldn't come and get me at that time but it was no big deal i had my warm cloths and the sun was shining so i found the library read a newspaper and i found a leaflet that gave me a path of historic bantry, i followed most of it then i got board so i wondered back to the town square and started writing and waited till Jean arrived and she took me to her home in the sticks (and yes that is what she called it which made me happy, and expression from home!) well it might have originated out here but whatever will write more tomorrow maybe by the water.
from ireland with love
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