Thursday, October 23, 2008

Our journey begins...


Kinsale's town center. Not sure if there is actually a name for this street.




A fishing boat. Not Shane's. Charles Fort is in the background, built by the English in the 1670's to guard Kinsale's harbor. It remained in use in 1921, when the British finally, finally withdrew.




31 Cork Street. Our first house in town, that is without counting the week we stayed with Karen (Bob's sister) and her husband Shane. We only lasted one week at this house. The original plan was to live here while helping to clean it up and dispose of the mass amounts of rubbish (garbage) inside and outside of the house - this in exchange for money off rent. It is really a very interesting old house however much in disrepair. Well, it just didn't happen as planned. After a week we realized that between the exiting tenants throwing their furniture and trash out the window in the middle of the night and the threat of a very cold fall (there were some windows lacking panes) we had better find a new place.





The Lee River in downtown Cork City.





Our ecology class on the rocky shale shoreline near Charles Fort. We have ecology every Friday and our teacher Phillip, a fascinating fellow filled with rich opinions and humorous stories, takes us on field trips around the area to have a look at different types of ecosystems.




A night with Karen and Shane's friends Diana and Mike at their home on the outskirts of the town center. They have a beautiful house with gardens, goats, a yurt and a cob oven, right on the water. One false step and you might land yourself in the harbor. They made pizza in the oven and we hung out by the fire for the evening.




Cruising the streets of Cork on the lookout for the English market and some specialty foods (Jen's first day in a "European" city).

Ireland is similar to Alaska in at least one respect: Alaska is to the U.S. as Ireland is to Europe. Officially this is fact, but locals will look at you like you're crazy if you think it's true.