At the south end of the river front, where the Tonlé Sap river flows into the Mekong, a young man with grotesquely thin limbs told […]

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I’m somewhere in Ireland on a bus right now, live blogging in motion when I should be sleeping.
To put you out of your understandable misery […]

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A carpeted cavernous space full of pint drinkers, men and women, most in their 40s or 50s. My local pub in Dublin is a typical […]

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-I’m sorry, we can’t accept this
-It’s a passport!
-Do you have a driving licence?
Oh no, I thought, Ireland has turned into America.
Never having had a mobile […]

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Woke up to the field that opens onto my front door having 50 sheep in it. The only way in is right past the door. […]

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I’m on the move again.
To the mountains.
And the coast.
By the bog.
And the heather.
Among the sheep.
And the clouds.
With the views.
Of the fields.
And the sea.
And the islands.
And […]

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Waking up on yesterday’s Irish morning I saw sunshine and reeled. In the shock sense, not the dancing sense.
Thrust into sunny happiness I rushed outside […]

Read: Deerfield, A Dublin Daytrip »

Ever since my original little difference between Ireland and America of tennis balls, and its many follow-up posts direct from the streets of Kansas City, […]

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One of the reasons I haven’t brought you pictures and words of this trip to Italy is because I forgot to bring a cable for […]

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-How are ya, me oul’ flower?
-I’m grand, thanks
-I’m going to the airport if it’s any use to ya
-Nah, I’m headin’ to town, thanks
You know you’re […]

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As we begin our 4th day in succession of blue skies over Dublin West, so grow the bottles on the ground.
It’s the summer weather.
2 days […]

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For as long as I can remember I use a hat to dry my hair.
No, I don’t use a great big floppy one and use […]

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While I finish writing a post or two, about stout and about Paddy’s Day, and other such things you’d expect an Irish stereotype to write, […]

Read: A Small Remembrance of Something More Solid »

Yesterday I took my American dog on a walking tour of the rubbish that litters the parts of Dublin West I grew up in.
We were […]

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My American dog has arrived in Ireland.
Yesterday, Dog-dog left Kansas City in temperatures colder than it will ever experience in Ireland, and changed flights […]

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The dates are set.
Irish KC, in a desperate attempt to appear to be genuinely related to KC, is visiting the Metro area this month, January […]

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Depending on which side of the Atlantic Ocean you are, it’s January the 2nd or the 3rd right now.
But I’m not convinced either way.
In a […]

Read: A Phonecall From Another Time »

After 6 days of Guinness and 5 of turkey, I have a need to finally go outside.
I hear it’s cold out there, in that […]

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Who would have thought that Joe Dolan would be knocked off the news headlines by a man in Rawalpindi?
And this raises the stakes in the […]

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From Dublin airport today I managed to squeeze in a Christmas Eve stroll around town on my way to the family home.
Dublin was vibrant as […]

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