Burnt et al who want to read a boring post- It was a marathon for these ol birds that needed to use up a free flight before Sept that very generous son gave them. Dublin was first on the list, with rented car we hunted down the Blarney Stone in Blarney Castle, visited Trinity College started in 1400’s and Book of Kell written back then also. A road tour through farming community, we experienced open grazing with sheep wandering all over the roads and villages (don’t know if that’s normal mutton raising procedure, hey Mallee)?💪 We loved the food in Dublin and Guinness in the Irish pubs and the hip on-hop off bus that took us all over and we stopped to tour Guiness Storehouse. Two days of that, boarded Air Lingus to London. That was a disaster. We booked a hotel online next to Hyde Park. Well, you never (I will bet you) stayed in such a s-hole in your life. We feared for our lives but it had air conditioning just a-blasting and it was 38-39 degrees out. We decided to stick out two nights there to take in the changing of the guard, Westminster Abbey, Big Ben and London Eye. 3 hour line-ups in the heat just about did us in and we chucked our tickets to the London Eye. We then checked into a nice resort where we crashed for 2 days, took in a dry, unkept Kew Gardens and London Water and Steam Museum. A booked steam power demo never happened at the museum cause the young guys didn’t know what to do. But what was interesting was the scale of equipment bringing water to London 1400-1820 ish. Did you know that a Trunk Line was a hollowed-out 1 foot diameter log, with hand-carved slip joints at both ends to fit into the next one to form an underground pipe. A Branch Line was just a smaller branch attached to the trunk line. Those pipes have been underground since the mid 1700’s and are still found intact when dug up. We booked our flight to Paris on Vueling Airlines. People in Europe fly around very cheaply especially if they book ahead a month or so. Paris, a rented car, farm touring both directions down to Monte Carlo in Monaco. Carumba! The roads and traffic at the height of tourist season and we just about abandonded the car and flew out. You never saw anything as insane as Monaco streets, cars, gorgeous cars and extravagance in your life. Our hotel was supposedly pre-booked on Hotwire - guess what, they booked it in Maryland USA. That insanity carried on to Paris where we drove around in bumper to bumper traffic at 4-7 o’clock to find our hotel. Seems our navigation en auto was not updated enough for the new areas around Charles de Gaulle Airport.
This morning we paid a guy to lead to the Car Return and good thing we did because the signs don’t say anything about car return. We made it and are waiting to board to Toronto as I speak. Like I said, Yuk she my! - this will probably be our last marathon except our friends asked us if we would go with them back here in October. Thank You son and ,†Thank you Jesus†cause we never thought we’d make it. Now we know that darn farm never killed us yet.
This morning we paid a guy to lead to the Car Return and good thing we did because the signs don’t say anything about car return. We made it and are waiting to board to Toronto as I speak. Like I said, Yuk she my! - this will probably be our last marathon except our friends asked us if we would go with them back here in October. Thank You son and ,†Thank you Jesus†cause we never thought we’d make it. Now we know that darn farm never killed us yet.
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