glo sticks now back in stock!!!

the kids love there glow sticks here and there. so howdy my faithful readers...so today was organic food cook day or whatever it was called and Fransesca's friend who works for it gave me poor directions so i looked around for about an hour in a rough patch of dublin @ like 11:30am but it was no where to be found. so i hopped on the DART and went to Bray. Bray is on the east coast of Dublin and borders the irish sea and i believe is at the head of the wicklow mountians. Bray in irish interesting enough, means hill. geography lesson. so it was drizzly and overcast in the morning in dublin, but i was like i need to get out of the city for a little while.

if i would have been thinking i could have booked a ticket to killkeny on the bus and gone to see bob dylan play, but no i didn't see it in the paper until this a.m. where it read SOLD OUT. that as well could have been extremly kick ass. but Bray was nice too.

the "foot path" as Fransesca puts it is 8km long so you could walk from Bray to Graystone for all of you who can't do the math...carry the one...flip the denomenator...the square root of pi...it's about 5 miles each way. so i did not walk to graystone, perhaps a day when there aren't gigantic snails on the trail. yeah, one's as big as my finger, i have pictures just you wait, i thought it was a dead vole at first so i bent down to take a picture of it, don't ask it's one of those "art projects". and it was slimey and moving and then i found the antannea things. gross...XL gross.

so i walked on the path for a while but then wanted to go to the yarn shop, b4 it closed. so i was walking back and the sun came out on this drizzly day. followed by it raining, not drizziling for the next 2.5 hours that i was in Bray. i am cold and my throat hurts, so it may be bed rest for me tomorrow until the poetry reading. so that's the word birds. but it was very beautiful on the nature walk, and i didn't hear any cars, you have no idea what a sweet sound that is. the little walk was very much like being in the munger park, minus the slugs, but then when i would look down, you could tell it was the irish sea and not a lake or stream etc. there is just a different color about it.

so all in all a very nice walk. so while i was trying to find the info station, without a map mind you, i ran into the mermaid center, which is another art and dance, music, etc. city owned support the arts center. i also wanted to go here on my excursion so to find it without trying was great dumb luck. there was a small exhibition, including a pretty powerful 15 minute video about the reality of being homeless in this area the film was about a gentleman who, i'm not sure why can't get out of the homeless rut, but it is very real and prevalent in this area, but then again so is the heroin use. on a lighter side, there was an excellent sculpture made out of dryer lint, in the form of a stacked washer and dryer. and the title and artist i have written down but am too lazy to look at right now but something about what you put in is what you get out. so funny and quite ironic.

so the yarn shop, all you knitters should be jealous because i got a skein of chunky, irish yarn from Cork for 5 euro, which i will myself a scarf out of, it will help keep the chill off in the wind. that's really what makes it cold.

i also got a great baked flaky pastry thing with chesse and mushrooms and onions in it to snack on in my train ride home. so good.

fransesca and i might go to a movie tonight, but if not that is fine as well, i am pretty tired from my day, and the rainy sticky weather tends to just make you sleepy. i don't think it rained in dublin today, the streets were dry when i got back, which i just kind of laughed at but anywho. i will let you know about the poetry reading on sunday, probably not until monday though.

so goodnight and hope you all are enjoying your saturday.

xoxo,
christie