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On to the Bunratty Castle and location of Ballykiss what?

Before leaving Connemara we attempted several photos of the grandparents and grandchildren. Hmm… The first and last attempt:

Leaving Connemara

Leaving Connemara

the remaining

The remaining got a bit silly!

You can’t be in Ireland without seeing a castle. There are loads; and of course you can find them in various conditions-some are no more than ruins where the viewer must use old photographs or drawings and the knowledge of someone else to describe and a paint a picture of what the castle once was, while others have been maintained over the years or restored to their splendor and architectural grandeur. With only small amounts of  planning or efforts you can tour one or even attend a Medieval Banquet.  We heard positive things from both Irish friends and the King clan about the t experience and thought we’d save it for the McDonald Hurd Family visit.

Bunratty Castle

Bunratty Castle

We had a fantastic time being entertained as one of many  “Earl of Thomond’s guests” starting with a sampling of honey Mead; a history lesson about the castle, listening to period music  and delightful singing as well as feasting  on a four course meal with our hands of course! (Hats off, by the way to Seamus, the Juilliard trained violinist and our server for the night!)

Harp music and our man, Seamus who grace us with his musical talent!

Harp music, and our man, Seamus who grace us with his musical talent!

Emmie and one of the Bunratty singers after the banquet.

Emmie and one of the Bunratty singers after the banquet.

In the courtyard

In the courtyard.

Emmie & the boys found a hill.

Emmie & the boys found a hill. In fairness each of them (minus Grace) took a turn.

We wish we had more photographs! Perhaps family has a few to share.

Fortunately we had time to check-in to our B & B before the start of the banquet. Not only was it to nice to be able to freshen up after the drive from Connemara, but it’s always fun to explore and poke around a new place.  Erica and Brian also recommended the historic New Park House B & B.  We certainly got a kick out of seeing their names in the registration book.

The New Park House

The New Park House

On the back deck

On the back deck- Pat, Scott, Marti, and Griff!

Chicks entertained the kids as well as the dogs.

New chicks

New chicks!

The next morning in semi shifts we enjoyed breakfast and left for the location of Ballykissangel. Griff and Pat are big fans of the late 90’s BBC show set in Avoca, County Wicklow.

Pat, Emmie and Spencer at breakfast at  the New Park House.

Pat, Emmie and Spencer at breakfast at the New Park House.

In front of Fitzgerald's Pub

In front of Fitzgerald’s Pub

Pat & Griff on location o f Ballykissangel

Pat & Griff on location o f Ballykissangel

Appreciating bank holidays: Wicklow & Wexford

Our recent trip to Wicklow and Wexford

We took advantage of the Monday bank holiday in early May and headed to beautiful Wicklow and Wexford county. After Emmie’s soccer training session, we headed to Arklow to visit with the McCormack clan. As usual a fun visit with everyone.

The following day we drove to beautiful Hook Head Lighthouse.

Incredible!

Incredible!

Coast around Hook Head

Coast around Hook Head

Scott and Emmie checking out the sea life...

Scott and Emmie checking out the sea life…

Hook Head - moss carpet

Hook Head – moss carpet

The girls at Hook Head

So many edges to explore

So many edges to explore

Em liked the spongy ground

Em liked the spongy ground

On to New Ross, Wexford  County to tour the Dunbrody, Emigrant Ship.  The reconstructed tall ship from 1845 used to transport emigrants to the U.S. & Canada during the time of Great Famine was quite an interesting tour.Dunbrody

Listening to the tour & the bell from the original ship!

Listening to the tour & the bell from the original ship!

One of our tickets was a McDonald- we found the name on the bunk.

One of our tickets was a McDonald- we found the name on the bunk.

Some Lawlors crossing as well.

Some Lawlors crossing as well.

Learning about the Great  Famine

Learning about the need for the potato

In the cafe at the visitor center % of population with Irish heritage.

In the cafe at the visitor center % of population with Irish heritage.

Kilkenny Bound– we poked around the town, the castle grounds where we watched a dog agility demonstration, and naturally thought of our beloved Phoebe.

Kilkenny Castle

Kilkenny Castle

Kilkenny Dog show

This dog is happy to run

This dog is happy to run

On lookers

On lookers

After a realization that adding Kilkenny to the tour, it would be silly to drive south again for our B & B. We scrambled a bit but found a lovely spot in Kildare, Castle View Farm.

Kilkenny has a very strong hurling tradition and an excellent team-  just as we were departing we were confronted with our unlucky timing. Yes, the hurling match was over. (Kilkenny was victorious!)

Castle View Farm: Cows in the back. We got to the farmer milking them and bring in the fresh eggs!

Castle View Farm: Cows in the back. We got to watch, Ned milk  several of them and bring in the fresh eggs from the hens.

Castle view farm

Our lovely host, Liz encouraged us to explore the church ruins just down the road.

Lackagh Church

Lackagh Church

Lackagh Church ruins We walked a bit more…

Grace taking in the view (A bit grainy of a photo, still love it-)

Grace taking in the view (A bit grainy of a photo, still love it-)

Something was stirring- we had to take a look

Something was stirring- we had to take a look

Good morning!

Good morning!

Another highlight was visiting Garvan de Bruir’s studio.  We had seen his work at the Merrion Square Pop- up Christmas market where his mom was showcasing some of his work. I accidentally picked up her purse to admire it, one of his designs. He is an incredible artist and genuinely nice guy. Grace and Emmie loved playing with his family dog and having go on the swing. Wish I remembered its name.

Enjoying the tummy rub

Enjoying the tummy rub!

Such talent and passion for his craft!
Such talent and passion for his work!

Kerry: More hikes, pints, views, & Fungi

Kerry

Mom, Emmie and I attended Easter mass in town. Then after a pancake breakfast, we were ready for the day and most importantly Grace felt better!

St. Mary's Church-

St. Mary’s Church-

In Dingle, some part of the group enjoyed Fungi, the dolphin cruise, with an actual sighting of Fungi while others shopped.

Getting ready for the dolphin cruise

Getting ready for the dolphin cruise

Up close shot  of Fungi- this dolphin has been in Dingle Bay since 1983

Up close shot of Fungi- this dolphin has been in Dingle Bay since 1983

Grace & Lisa trying to stay warm

Grace & Lisa trying to stay warm

Fungi Sighting

Fungi Sighting

Love this one of Lisa & Grace

Love this one of Lisa & Grace

Views from the ferry- Ruins and cows on the coast

Views from the ferry- Ruins and cows on the coast

Views from the cruise-along the coast

How quickly the weather can change

How quickly the weather can change

Stops along coast

Stops along the coast of Dingle

Blaskett Islands- Locals call this island "the sleeping bishop" or "Dead man"

Blaskett Islands- Locals call the far island  “the sleeping bishop” or “Dead man”

Dingle coast

Mama sheep helping her little lamb on the side of the road

Mammy sheep helping her little lamb on the side of the road

Sharon's Lake -a gift from Vincent

Sharon’s Lake -a gift from Vincent

Hike to Pedler Lake on the Conner Pass. Mom opted out of the hike and stayed in the car.

Made it to the top

Made it to the top

Sharon & Vincent-I see a smile!

Sharon & Vincent – I see a smile!

McCormack Clan minus 2

McCormack Clan minus 2

Not sure what Emmie's expression means- I think she'd rather be exploring

Not sure what Emmie’s expression means – I think she’d rather be exploring

Ok, Emmie- Don't go to far....

Ok, Emmie- Don’t go to far….

Easter dinner at Spillane’s where Mom sampled her first Guinness.  Robert, Dean, and Zoe arrived. Back at the house Robert got Emmie involved in some shenanigans and Scott and I were introduced to the game, Kings…

Thanks, Lisa!

Thanks, Lisa!

Mom's first Guinness

Mom’s first Guinness

Yes, Emmie figured out the trick.

Yes, Emmie figured out the trick.

The next day…Grace and Emmie stayed with the McCormacks another day while Mom, Scott and I headed back to Dublin! A spectacular few days, thanks, Sharon, Vincent, and gang!

Such a special time with Mom/Grandma/Audrey – wonderful memories!

Pisa…and Arrivederci Italy!

Pisa

Even though it was our last day in Italy, we decided not to the rush off in the morning and instead take our time at breakfast. Cristina and Mario offered a generous breakfast including: fruits, toast, meats and cheeses, yogurt, cereal and a breakfast tea cake in a lovely sitting room/dining room with many beautiful paintings and family photos.

Iacopo, our host, emailed suggestions for our day and we began with the first: a drive to Marina Pisa.

Water.... fisheries in Marino di Pisa

Fisheries in Marino di Pisa

Road closures, time to find an alternate route – no bother!

Construction

Construction

Standing and exploring a bit on the rocky beach with the sunshine and blue skies was grand!

Scott & Grace

Scott & Grace

Discoveries

Discoveries

Roaming girls- Marino di Pisa

Roaming girls – Marino di Pisa

Ah... sunshine - Marino di Pisa

Ah… sunshine – Marino di Pisa

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We read that Pisa is much more than its Leaning Tower…so, we headed into town to see the Tower and city for ourselves.

Pisa, a Tuscan port city, was prominent until about 1200. Even after a naval defeat and the port filling up with silt, the city maintains its importance with its University and Field of Miracles, where you can find the famous tower.

The impressive lawn with Cathedral & Tower

The impressive lawn with Cathedral & Tower

The Tower

The Piassa dei Miracoli consists of the Cathedral, the Baptistery, the Leaning Tower- which is really the Bell Tower and the Churchyard.

She-wolf

Medici Symbol

Medici Symbol

We all know Emmie has a bit of an obsession with climbing to the top of towers!! How could she and I resist climbing such a famous object? So, bought tickets to do so.  Our entrance time for the Tower was not for another 45 minutes, time to explore the magnificent cathedral!

Pisa's Cathedral

The alter

Door to the Cathedral

Door to the Cathedral

Our favorite cathedral we visited this trip. Stunning!

Time to climb…

Tower Entrance

Tower Entrance

View of the Cathedral and Baptistry

View of the Cathedral and Baptistry

One of bells

One of the bells

Our obligatory at the top photo!

Our obligatory photo at the top!

Descending- yes, you can feel the lean!

Descending- yes, you can feel the lean!

It was amusing to watch tourists of all ages and from various corners of the world attempt to capture the quintessential image of holding up the Tower. Emmie wanted to give it a go while we waited to rendezvous with Scott, Grace and Mom. Perhaps a third try would have helped.Emily at the Tower

Meandering around Pisa, we noticed the university student atmosphere, which we recognize well from State College. Several students seemed to be on break from class or simply meeting where we grabbed a little lunch.

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Graffiti revealed students’ causes and local sentiments on many building sides.

Graffiti

We got a kick out of this note on the river’s edge.

Where is Marti?

Where is Marti?

The rain seemed to come and go despite the forecasted clear skies and several of the shops were unfortunately closed for the afternoon (like siesta in Spain). We voted to return to Casa Formica for some downtime.

Cristina brought us some well appreciated tea and biscuits in the sitting area outside our rooms while Emmie took a turn on their piano.  We even had a few remaining cookies from our lunch spot, Ricciarelli, and a few other almond, pignoli and chocolate treats. Cristina was delighted to hear Emmie play.  Shortly after our tea, we changed to wine as we needed to finish our opened bottle that would not travel home with us.

Emmie got to know a few of the cats on the premises. I think there were about eight. We love this shot of Emmie talking with the black cat that Emmie named…

Emmie and cute cat at Casa Formica

Emmie and cute cat at Casa Formica

Only this cat wanted our attention and to get into our rooms.

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It was nice to meet Icoco after having all our email correspondence.  He and his parents invited us to share a glass of local wine on the terrace which was lovely; we chatted, managing as best we could with the language. Love times like these!

Spaghetteria ir Tegame was an ideal spot for our last meal in Italy as its focus was Pasta!  We feasted on more pasta than we could possibly eat.  Emmie was thrilled to spy the chefs making fresh pasta, “you can see the pasta drying on racks; they are not just taking it from the package like we do…”

Grace and Emmie- happy pasta eaters!

Grace and Emmie- happy pasta eaters!

~And of course trips must come to an end. All that was left after our breakfast at Casa Formica was to head to the airport and head home.  Delays due to weather in Dublin gave us more time at the Pisa airport, and still we were back home by early  afternoon. Fantastic trip and memories with Mom/Grandma!  Arrivederi, noi ti amiamo I’Italia

Picturesque Tuscany…

Picturesque Tuscany

Breakfast at Ancora was lovely- especially with Ingrid’s homemade pastries in addition to the cheeses, meats, yogurt, cereal & muesli, juices and coffee.

Spectacular views behind our B & B!

Spectacular views behind our B & B!

Ancora del Chianti

Our room was at the base of the stairs.

And other signs- ones of spring

And other signs- ones of spring

The other guests staying at Ancora were a friendly family from the Philippines on a trip to Italy and France; we had a chance to talk with them more the second morning. Unfortunately since it was so chilly, unseasonably cool we kept hearing, we couldn’t have breakfast on the terrace, so we returned to our rooms for a short bit until there was space at the indoor table.

Hope to have breakfast here on Ancora's terrace next time!

Hope to have breakfast here on Ancora’s terrace next time!

Laura sat and chatted with us after breakfast about our day’s plans, offering her wisdom and recommendations from her family’s experiences, her warm and outgoing nature and sense of humor made us feel very welcome; she’s a wonderful host. Disappointingly we didn’t meet the rest of the family.

We loved Laura’s stories about the regional pride and history of Florence and Siena. Our day’s journey would include Siena, Monteriggioni, Radda, Volpaia Panzano and back to Greve…some planned and other unexpected stops- encouraged to keep our eyes posted for regional symbols and hidden treasures.

Though the roads were at times challenging to navigate, It was quite clear when you left one town or village and entered another in this part of Italy. We wondered if this was the case all over the country.  Of course we had to make it into a bit of joke.  “You are in Florence- You are not in Florence”.  Ok, it sounded much funnier in our affected accents as we drove.  Hoping for Mother Nature to change her tune and provide us with some needed warmth & sunshine; we drove to Siena stopping once or twice along the way to look at the spectacular views pondering what some of the villas and vineyards might be like down in the valleys and on the hillsides.

Love the signs!

Love the signs!

Roadside views

Roadside views

Emmie was determined to jot a few ideas down in her new journal!

Emmie taking note en route

Emmie taking note en route

Once in Siena we headed to the Cathedrale di Santa Maria, encountering plenty of stairs and uphill inclines to get there. These are hill towns no less!  “Sorry, Mom more climbing!”  Siena’s cathedral is beautiful and ornately similar to Florence’s Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore on the outside, but quite different on the inside. Where Florence’s Duomo feels more sparse Siena’s white and greenish-black alternating striped marble gives it an almost dizzying effect;  Emmie remarked right as she entered that it had an Egyptian feel.  We wandered around, noting the amazing treasures of etched and inlaid marble panels and sculptures by Michelangelo and Donatello. As usual Thanks, Rick Steves.

Siena's  Cathedral!

Siena’s Cathedral!

The inside of Siena's Gothic Cathedral with its white and black  striped marble

The inside of Siena’s Gothic Cathedral with its white and black striped marble.

The Dome

The Dome

Matteo di Giovanni's fantastic 1481 Massacre of the Innocents

Matteo di Giovanni’s 1481 Massacre of the Innocents

Fascinating history involving Florence and Siena!

Symbol of Siena- the wolf feeding the twins, Romulus and Remus.

Symbol of Siena- the wolf feeding the twins, Romulus and Remus.

The main square in Siena

The main square, Il Campo, in Siena!  Very lively!

Laura told us about the pride of the Siena neighborhoods and to look for evidence of this local commitment and honor in the representing flags.  Though there is more behind the history, the 17 contrade or districts focus on a famous horse race that takes place twice in the summer. She mentioned how you’ll see local women all wearing the same contrada scarf a rarity for fashion-conscious Italian women but are willing to do it since it indicates their district iss the winner!

Flags of Siena

Flags of Siena

After lunch and browsing in some shops and heading back to the car, we ran into a procession of  flag bearers.  Definitely unexpected and a fun experience which emphasized Laura’s description of the competing cantrades.

The district of Tartuca

The district of Tartuca.

Contrada -Aquila

Contrada -Aquila

Contrade- Selva (symbol forest)

Contrade- Selva (symbol forest)

Monteriggioni

Laura refrained from saying too much about the village wanting us too discover its uniqueness on our own and I hesitate a bit in my description not wanting to disclose or reveal what it’s like.  A small walled town built in early 1200’s by the Sienese in what we read was to control and protect the surrounding valleys from the powerful city state of Florence.  It’s quite a small though quaint town; we had a coffee and local cake, panforte, and poked around.

The view from the car park before entering Monteriggioni

The view from the car park before entering Monteriggioni

Entering one of the gates of Monteriggioni

Entering one of the gates of Monteriggioni

Local church

Local church

The square...

The square…

Next, we only passed through, Radda, strolling along an area where a market was beginning to close. Probably not taking enough time to properly explore… we took in the views of the hills and valley along the ridge.

The view s from the ridge

The views from the ridge

Emmie and Mom in Radda

Emmie and Mom in Radda

Before dinner we headed off to find Volpaia, one of the other hill towns Laura suggested. It was a bit of a challenge to find and a surprise when we did. Luckily we had a GPS since the village was located in a spot reached by narrow winding roads.  Yes, much of these hill towns are like this, but these roads were particularly curvy. We saw a few cars in the public parking lot, but there was no one to be seen; it felt like a ghost town. It was quite mysterious and left us curious; If it was during the day, we may have stayed longer to look around, but given our hunger we peeked and dashed.

Our final adventure for the evening was around finding dinner. We headed to Panzano to a place that had been recommended by Laura as her favorite place in town (and it is open on Monday!). Like much of rural Italy the GPS was only marginal help, so we parked and went on foot. Perhaps our first mistake of the evening. After a bit of a stroll we began asking for the restaurant with local merchants (those that were open as it was Monday!). Every one of them said a variation on “it is just up there (accompanied by a vague gesture) past the arch.” We must also note that it was VERY cold.  We finally arrived at the arch to find the restaurant closed, yes, closed. It was not meant to be. We decided to return to Greve to try the talented leather craftsman’s recommendation, Enoteca Fuoripiazza. What a gem- delicious regional choices. We enjoyed a local wine from a winery we passed earlier in the day, Il Molina di Grace; Scott and I shared a florentine steak that was perfectly prepared, and of course wonderful pasta for Mom and the girls. I can’t forget to mention the scrumptious spinach- my favorite vegetable; we have probably had some at every meal. The owner was warm and  friendly and even brought us an extra dessert when we had difficulty deciding.

Our wine choice, Il Molina di Grace

Our wine choice, Il Molina di Grace

A very full day, our weary selves were happy to find our beds!

A Holy Procession and on to the Countryside

Leaving Florence and heading for the Hills

Our plan…pack and head to the Palazzo Pitti, one last Florentine site before picking up the rental car and driving to the Tuscan countryside, first hill town, Greve in Chianti.  Our airbnb host allowed us to leave or luggage in the apartment for a few extra hours.

On our way across the Piazza del Duomo, we noticed people carrying olive branches- Of course, it was Palm Sunday.  We were able to catch a glimpse of the procession after the blessing of the palms. I think it’s fair to say that watching the crowds and priests solemnly walk from the Baptistery to the cathedral  left an impression on us; how blessed to be in the beautiful Florence on such a high holy day.

Palm Sunday- departing the Baptistery

Palm Sunday- departing the Baptistery

From the Baptistery to the Cathedral

From the Baptistery to the Cathedral

Reaching the Cathedral

Reaching the Cathedral

The Palazza Pitti a Renaissance palace built back in the mid 1400’s for the Pitti family and later sold to the Medici family.  Quite an extensive palace with endless rooms and many impressive examples of Renaissance and Baroque art.  There was a piano concert that would have been nice to hear if we had more time. What a lovely venue! No photos allowed inside and by the time we departed the rain began in earnest.  Ah, well.

Only a few miles outside the city and the roads got interesting, winding narrow switchbacks climbing, then descending…and repeat.  Scott kept his keen driving wits about him and his sense of humor.  Mom and I were thankful and appreciative he was driving; meanwhile trying to leave my “Oohs and Aahs” in reference to the views at bay.

I had directions from our host, Laura at Ancora del Chianti and knew that she would not be there when we arrived, but a note would be waiting indicating which rooms were ours. The dirt road leading to Ancora was bumpy and affected by the winter rains- reminded Mom, Scott and I of East Ridge a bit (Learned later the neighbors did not maintain their section as well.) Though the air was chilly, upon arrival we knew this spot would be special.

The front of Ancora del Chianti

The front of Ancora del Chianti

The window of one of our rooms

The window of one of our rooms

The view from the back of Ancora

Olive groves at Ancora del Chianti

Olive groves at Ancora del Chianti

After poking around a bit and settling into our rooms we headed to town -Greve in Chianti.

Grace, Mom and Emmie soaking in the view at Ancora del Chianti

Grace, Mom and Emmie soaking in the view at Ancora del Chianti

After poking around a bit and settling into our rooms we headed to town -Greve in Chianti,

On and off rain, we wandered around the main plazza and then up to the top of an outlook or type of patio of the Museo Di San Franscesco taking in the views, the beautiful views!

Happy Girls

Happy Girls

Happy Us

Happy us

What else?   Scott and I found belts.

Beltmaker in Greve

Beltmaker in Greve

We consider visiting a local winery and are given directions from the tourist information center … a bit of a miscommunication on timing, but our gracious host, Ettore from Pian del Gallo welcomes us and agrees to give us a tasting.

Thank you, Ettore from Pain del Gallo

Thank you, Ettore from Pain del Gallo

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Ettore taught us quite a bit about Chianti Classico and Super Tuscan wines; though, he started the tasting with one of his whites and ending with a sweeter one, Vino Santo in addition to plates of his farm’s olives, sun-dried tomatoes, and parmesan cheese and crackers…

While the girls did not have any wine, they ate their fare share of snacks…

Grace enjoying antipasti at Pian del Gallo

Grace enjoying antipasti at Pian del Gallo

Big smiles from Emmie

Big smiles from Emmie

Ettore recommended (when asked) a delicious low-key pizzeria, La Cantina. Delicious, delicious, truly amazing.

Emmie’s Irish Dance Performance timed perfectly with Grandma’s visit

I was thrilled when Emmie’s Irish Dance teacher, Kelly, announced the day of the next performance, Emmie’s first, was March 18 because it was the same day Mom…Grandma would arrive from Arizona.  AndI knew she’d enjoy seeing Emmie dance- her embrace of Irish culture.

I met mom at the airport early in the morning and brought her back to our house; Grace and Emmie were off from school since it was the Monday after St. Patrick’s Day, so they were home, still sleeping.   Anticipation- we had been looking forward to Mom’s visit for months, and now she had arrived- joy!  With a few hours to get settled and catch-up, we were then off to the nursing home where Emmie’s class and another, made up of various ages and dancing experience would perform.  After a short visit with our friends the McKennas,we rode with them to the nursing home; we really are so fortunate to have made such good friends.

Quite evident from the talk among parents before the event and the observed awareness of children, parents, employees and residents the girls dance at this nursing a few times a year. A few residents even slept on the couches and chairs right next to the area where the girls were waiting, socializing and receiving instructions from Kelly. One side of me wanted to hush the girls, so as not to disturb the older women sleeping, but realized by everyone else’s behavior that this was ok- the norm. Nothing appeared to disturb them; and if they did awake, perhaps, they would be delighted to see the liveliness of these girls. (Another side of me wanted to almost …chuckle at the sort of absurdity or strangeness of the obvious differences in age and quality of life.) There is, however, something quite lovely about young people giving back to elders and this sharing of dance was certainly a treat and a gift.

The Walls of Limerick

The Walls of Limerick

Some of Emmie's classmates dancing.

Some of Emmie’s classmates dancing.

These two young woman are beautiful dancers!

These two young woman are beautiful dancers!  (This gentleman might have been taking a quick nap.)

After the performance, all five of us enjoyed a nice dinner at one of our local favorites, Anderson’s Food Hall. (I only say the name, so we can remember.)

Over next few days my mom and I toured around parts of Dublin while the girls and Scott went about the usual, school and work-as we were also anticipating the Easter Holiday break and our trip to Italy.  Unfortunately, the weather was a bit chilly and rainy at times… not the best for touring around, but we made the most of it.  Mom also got to see where Grace takes flute and meet Emmie’s piano teacher, some of our every day routines.

Mom and I in front of St. Patrick's Cathedral

Mom and I in front of St. Patrick’s Cathedral

St. Patrick’s Day

St. Patrick’s Day

Perhaps it is silly to think we hemmed and hawed even a smidgen whether to attend the St. Patrick’s Day parade in Dublin.  We heard various comments and feedback from locals about the parade. Some locals attend- and some don’t, believing it’s really only for tourists; and thus, the contrary opinions raised a few questions and discussion points- Would we be able to see anything, would it be worth it…hmmm? As one of our butcher’s said, “Since you are only in Dublin this year, you must  go…when in Rome so to say,” and we are happy we did.

Yes, it was cold and a bit rainy- but it mostly stopped in time for the main parade. Yes, standing in the same place with people packed around you for about… 3 hours was at times a challenge; though it might have kept us a little warmer. Emmie and I wore some silly Irish hats during part of the parade passed on to us by a former Fulbright professor from last year. They definitely looked like last year’s models. Grace was not a fan.

Christine & Emmie in Irish hats (yes, my eyes are closed- the only photo wee took)

Christine & Emmie in Irish hats (yes, my eyes are closed- the only photo we took)

(Sidebar: As part of the Ireland Gathering 2013 people from around the world were invited to be a part of the People’s Parade.)

St. Patrick's Day Parade

Not quite sure what this one represented?

Not quite sure what this one represented?

St. Patrick's Day ParadeSt. Patrick's Day Parade

Purdue's Big Drum

Purdue’s Big Drum

Big Ten was present!

Big Ten was present!

St. Patrick's Day Parade

They certainly look like they are having a grand time!

They certainly look like they are having a grand time!

We did try to remember to bend our knees every once in awhile as we stood; however, we did not realize the severity of stiffness until we started walking out of the crowd.  Oh, my…the four of us laughed so hard despite the fact that it felt like someone took a bat to our legs; I had to pause before continuing because I felt like I was going to have an accident and wet myself, begging Scott to stop making us giggle.  No accidents, thank goodness. Were we the only one walking like this? There were other activities going on besides all the celebrating; however, we opted to head home.

We had never attended a St. Patrick’s Day Parade in the States, so it’s fair to say, we didn’t really know what to expect. I imagined marching bands and police and fire departments representing… yet somewhere in my head I had a vision of something like the NYC Thanksgiving Day Parade. (I know, totally wrong….) Needless to say, there were plenty of marching bands, especially from the States, high schools, and various colleges- even the Big Ten’s Purdue was there.   All sorts of groups from all over the world and Ireland walked proudly and seemed to be having a grand time. We scratched our heads at a few groups as we did not understand their costuming, but we chalked it up to our lack of knowledge of Irish stories and legends.   A very festive day!

Midterm Break -España: Back to Barcelona and home…

Back to Barcelona

Departing Toledo for our journey back to Barcelona signaled our trip was coming to a end.  We were to fly back to Dublin the next morning.  The Parador served a delicious breakfast, and it was here we realized how many others were also staying at the inn. As Scott brought some of the bags to the car, the girls and I did our final sweep in the room and dropped the keys at the front desk. Unintentionally we almost left without signing for our bill; believing we were all set since they had our credit card number on file. While we snapped some photos in the plaza,  the girls; well mainly Emmie took to galloping and jumping over these short cement pillars.  As is often the case with these type of choices and sibling interactions, somehow… there was a tumble and Emmie’s chin hit the pavers. Our poor girl; in pain, bleeding yet so brave. Just as she got rid of the last abrasion on her chi from the pool from the summer.  We went back in the parador to wash off her cut; I had band aids (called plastics in Ireland) but no Neosporin type cream.  Note to self: bring an adequate  stock of medical supplies!  Thus, a new opportunity later in the evening to challenge Scott’s language skills at the 24 hour pharmacy.

the pillar

the pillar

Not only did we hear the bull moo from our GPS, we also saw several of these bull billboards along the motorway.

Not only did we hear the bull moo from our GPS, we also saw several of these bull billboards along the motorway.

For our one night in Barcelona during this leg of the trip, we stayed in a hotel recommended by Scott’s friend and colleague, Jessica.  Thanks, Jessica!  Our hotel was in a similar area to where our apartment was during our last visit, but still discovered new streets to explore.  The hotel’s front desk concierge recommended a few spots close by for dinner and when we asked about the El Born neighborhood, he emphasized avoiding places that were well lit and had large menus outside in English, stick to the dark unmarked places.  Excellent tip; poking around we found one to our liking!

Prior to dinner, however, we found ourselves at a parade… a Carnival parade to be exact. Who knew… ?  Han’t the season of Lent already begun? Scott and then Emmie and Grace heard the excitement on the street as I spoke to the concierge, and after investigating saw a parade in the distance. Not knowing what the goings on outside were all about and concentrating on my conversation about restaurants, I was not intending to be the hold-up. Once outside; though, we got lucky and found the parade in front of the Barcelona cathedral.  Quite festive and fun!  Different than our last Carnival parade… this one included lots of fireworks; fireworks with large wand-like sparklers and ones shooting out of the mouths of horses and dragons being led by parade participants.  The parade volunteers and experienced crowd wore hats as it seemed to avoid the flying sparks. It was chilly, so we too were fortunate to have hats. It was not only was it exciting to watch the parade but also the crowd; people danced, sang and clapped to the beat of the drums. Another serendipitous opportunity.

The  Carnival Parade in Barcelona

The Carnival Parade in Barcelona

The  fire (work) breathing dragon

The fire (work) breathing dragon

Watching the Carnival Parade

Watching the Carnival parade

The parade from afar

The parade from afar

On a side note, as we were walking to dinner, we passed a tapas bar where two people caught my eye.  I do have a keen memory for faces, I must admit.  I’ll notice someone in the line at the post office or grocery store and can identify them when I see them somewhere else. In this instance it was a young couple from our walking tour in Madrid and here they were in Barcelona. I sort of wanted to go in and say hello, not that we even spoke too much on the tour, but my family (daughters) thought I’d embarrass myself or them.

We enjoyed our last dinner in Barcelona….more small plates of excellent food. Gosh we will miss this incredible food and culture!

The next day we briefly looked around the Barcelona Cathedral where the parade ended. We also had  enough time before heading to the airport to walk along the beach. Beautiful! One might miss the fact that Barcelona is a port city if you don’t venture out to the ocean.  We bought breakfast food and a couple of sandwiches to bring with us. And then it was time to go home…

Gracias, España, disfrutamos de nuestro viaje y la estancia en su hermoso país! (Spanish speakers, I used Google translate on this one, so you’ll have to let me know if this is said correctly.) Thank you, Spain we enjoyed our visit to your beautiful country!)

Barcelona Cathedral during the day

Barcelona Cathedral during the day

The beach - volleyball net ready to go.

The beach – volleyball net ready to go.

Early morning stroll

Early morning stroll

Midterm Break -España: Toledo

Toledo

Started the day in Madrid with a morning walk down to the Mercado for breakfast. After four or five stops, we finally got Grace some sunglasses on the walk back to the apartment. Then, Holy Toledo! Amazing. An hour drive south and we entered a whole other world.

Coming in to town

Coming in to town

Toledo!

Toledo!

We first went to our parador. The parador system is made up of buildings all across Spain, many that were former historical buildings, that have been converted by the government into hotels. Thanks Jean for the tip that led us to the paradors. The parador in Toledo was a monastery and is long and low on a hillside facing the city, but on the other side of the river. This gave us a spectacular view of the town in all its glory. We got settled into our rooms and headed back across the river to explore.

Toledo Parador

Toledo Parador

The view from our room's balcony!

The view from our room’s balcony!

On the back deck of the parador- what a view!

On the back deck of the parador- what a view!

The cathedral in Toledo was legitimately breath taking, and is part of the origin of the phrase “Holy Toledo.”  It was the former capital of Spain, and in many respects remains the cultural and religious center of the country. The cathedral is spectacular in its intricacy and diversity of ornamentation and is large enough to allow the whole population of Toledo to attend mass. The audio tour was great and free with the ticket. Each section of the church seemed to be a world onto itself, with different styles and forms of decoration. My personal favorite was the, Coro, choir area; with two tiers of stalls beautifully carved dark wood. Two levels of seating, the lower tier of which has “mercy seats”, a small extension to the front edge of the seat bottom that when folded up allowed choir memebers to stand also allowed them the mercy of a partial seat. This was one of the most, if not the most spectacular churches we have seen anywhere in the world.

Central west portal

Central west portal

Portal of the clock entrance

Portal of the clock entrance

First glimpses inside

First glimpses inside

Toledo Cathedral

Entrance to the Sacristy-& New Museums where the Moorish influence is present

Entrance to the Sacristy-& New Museums where the Moorish influence is obvious.

One of the many garments from the 16 & 17 century on display near the Sacricity.

One of the many garments from the 16 & 17 century on display near the Sacristy.  Remarkable detail.

 El Transparente,  an intricate alter of marble & bronze. The name has to do with the skylights above bringing in light to the angels...

El Transparente, an intricate alter of marble & bronze. The name has to do with the skylights above, allowing light in for the angels and more…

Stitched together

Sometimes it’s difficult to know if it’s a particular place that evokes emotions or if these already present feelings are just intensified by the place. I found myself very emotional as I wandered through the cathedral and listening to the audio-tour. Having to pause actually at various points and collect myself, wipe my tears, take a breath. The girls would glance over and say are you ok, Mom? And Scott squeezed my hand knowing.  I carried thoughts of friends and family who face challenges that seem… nothing less than unfair. Perhaps in this beautiful place of worship, which took 200 years or so to build-touched by generations of artists, craftsman, workers, prayers would be more likely to be heard. Silly, I know: we are told you can pray anywhere when we are very young, your prayers are heard anywhere, anytime.  Yet, I still found myself wondering…

 El Transparente

Only a portion of the Capilla Mayor, which summarizes the New Testament.

Only a portion of the Capilla Mayor, which summarizes the New Testament.

Choir area

Choir area

Up close at one of the medieval choir stalls

Up close at one of the medieval choir stalls

The gilded monstrance (where the consecrated Host is kept) It is still carried through the streets of Toledo during the feast of Corpus Christi.

The gilded monstrance (where the consecrated Host is kept) It is still carried through the streets of Toledo during the feast of Corpus Christi.

The city itself is a medieval complexity of winding streets. Almost every second shop is a steel/knife shop as Toledo is known for its steel. We also noticed several Damascene shops. Dating back to the Middle Ages, it is the art of decorating non-precious metals with gold, especially jewelry. Toledo is the center for this art brought to Spain by the Arabs. There is also a tremendous number of sweetshops with a particular focus on marzipan treats, and even convent cookies like those we found in Madrid. The day was mild with some sun, so we walked around a bit, with a sort of meandering goal (only kind on these streets) of making it to the el Greco museum.

Exploring Old Town

Exploring Old Town

Knife and sword shops

Knife and sword shops

 Damascene artist at work

Damascene artist at work

Window of pastry shop we stopped for a snack where everything is made by the nuns.

Window of a pastry shop where we stopped for a snack; everything is made by the nuns. Yes, those are dolls.

Dulces shop

Dulces shop

Venta De Dolces- He we purchased some almond cookies to go

Venta De Dolces- Here we purchased some almond cookies for later consumption..

I have a whole new respect for el Greco (literally means “the Greek”) after the trip. Really an innovator, a genius and a little bit mad. We saw his famous “The Disrobing of Christ” in the cathedral, but at the museum we got to see more of his work and have it put in context. The museum is a wonderful change, in that is a recreation of el Greco’s home in Toledo. The paintings are hung on walls, but the place is very much open to the outdoors, like a real Spanish home. It seemed strange not to be in a place that was atmospherically controlled when viewing masterpieces from the Renaissance, though I guess cathedrals are much the same way. The main masterpiece to see here is “St. Bernardino of Siena”, a portrait that exemplifies all of el Greco’s innovations, from elongated figures to almost impressionist like use of paint, including leaving primer to show through the paint for a natural effect. Honestly, I was more taken by “Portrait of the Marquis of Vega-Inclán”, which was just lovely in it simplicity and modernity.

Museo Del Greco

Museo Del Greco

At the Museo Del Greco

At the Museo Del Greco

Portrait of the Marquis de la Vega-Inclán

Portrait of the Marquis de la Vega-Inclán

St. Bernardino of Siena

St. Bernardino of Siena

El Greco was the first painter to show St. Peter on his own as the subject with tears present.

El Greco was the first painter to show St. Peter on his own as the subject acknowledging his guilt with tears present.

Street signs on the ground leading to the synagogue

Street signs on the ground leading to the synagogueJumping...practiceJumping…practice

After culture, there is always food. We headed to a tapas bar (surprise), that had been suggested by our guide, Rick Steve’s. We arrived during the interstices (6:30 pm), so most of the tables were closed and there were just two barmen. The proper food was not going to be served until 8, when civilized Spanish folks are ready for dinner. So, we had a glass of wine (or fanta for the girls) and the gratis tapa that comes with wine when in the Madrid area, usually bread with jamon or bread with hummus. It kept us alive, and eventually the kitchen opened, and we could find a table upstairs and order some hot tapas. The food was excellent, and we discovered a new favorite – Bomba, a ball of meat breaded and deep fried with two sauces. There was also a wonderful Catalan chickpea stew with paprika. And we remained stunned by the total check which was only 20€, seems unfair to give us this much good food and wine for such good value.

Dinner in Toledo- Happy!!

Dinner in Toledo- Happy!!

The last treat of the day was a small shop just half a block from our restaurant, Jacinta & Maria Chocolates. We (really Christine, as usual) made friends with the owner, Frank (called Paco) in the sweets shop where we got candy for the girls, chocolate and wine for the adults. As a special treat Paco asked for the girls’ names and hand wrote a calligraphy bookmark for Christine with  both names on it. Just the sort of lovely little touch and story that makes travel such a wonderful experience.

Chocolate, dried fruit and nut shop in Toledo... such a fantastic find!

Chocolate, dried fruit and nut shop in Toledo… such a fantastic find!

Sweet shop in Toledo... Hmm, what to chose?

Sweet shop in Toledo… Hmm, what to chose?

Ah, well, there was one treat left for us. When we got back to the parador and walked out to our balcony to have a last look at the city and a nightcap, the cathedral and the old palace were both lit up, along with much of the city. Just a final spectacular ending to another amazing day in Spain.

The view from our room's balcony!

The view from our room’s balcony!