My Trip to Ireland - Part Six - Northern Coast

Near the end of our vacation, we took an overnight trip all the way to the top of Ireland to visit more family and see some cool sights.

The first place we went was this place called the Giant's Causeway. The story was that this very big giant ripped a piece of land out of Ireland (leaving a lake in its place) and threw it at Scotland.

I can really relate to that because I like to throw things too, even though I am still small. I many times will pick up stuff like a toy, shoe or even my sippy cup and throw it at the wall or at one of the dogs. It's super fun. Maybe the giant's dog was named "Scotland." I don't know.

Anyway, The Giant's Causeway is supposed to be the place where he stood when he did his throwing. It's pretty amazing. It looks like a giant version of my blocks, all laid out in a long and wide formation that stretches into the ocean. Daddy took a bunch of photos. He is such a tourist.

From there I hear we went to a place called Carrick-A-Rede, which sounds like the noise that Mommy's CDs make when I break them out of their cases. Anyway, I didn't see Carrick-A-Rede because I fell asleep in the car.

But while I napped, Mommy and Daddy made the long walk to the rope bridge that everyone was talking about, and from the pictures it looks like it was pretty short but very high. I probably could not have gone on it anyway. Aunt Therese stayed with me in the van while I slept. She's so nice.

On the way back to where we stayed that night, we stopped at a castle called Dunluce. I really liked that because I got to run all over the grass while Mommy and Aunt Kerrianne chased me around while Daddy took pictures. He said something about the place looking like the inside cover of Houses of the Holy, another record by Ted Zeppelin I guess.

Anyway, we couldn't go into the castle because it was closed. But we still got to play and breathe nice fresh air. It was very misty and pretty. It actually felt like my room when the humidifier is on. Maybe those are from Ireland?

Tomorrow I will wrap up my story of Ireland, because it's almost Halloween and I have all sorts of things to report from when we got back home too...

My Trip to Ireland - Part Five - Some Photos

We all liked Park so much (I told you I liked parks) that we stayed there most of the week. Mom and Dad took a lot of photos, and here are some of my favorites. Things were so green, which is cool because that is mommy's last name (or is it Syzmonyk? - that's baby talk for 'inside joke.') Next post I will tell you all about our trip to the Northern Coast - castles, bridges and five-sided stones. Sounds kind of like a song I heard in the car one time from some guy called Ted Zeppelin.

My Trip to Ireland - Part Four - Park

After we spent the night in Dublin (or was it daytime? I had no idea what time it was), we spent a really fun day in the big red van, driving to see our family in a little town in the North called Park. I like parks, so that was OK with me.

I ate lots of yummy munchies and made sure my Aunt Therese turned the overhead lights on in the van. It was important to me to have those lights on!

Uncle Paul and mommy had some trouble getting us out of Dublin, as the streets are not marked too well. But we made it, and a few hours of pretty Irish scenery later, we made it to Park.

I met my mommy's cousins Rita and Michael, who had soup waiting for us. They had a crib all set up and some fun new toys for me to play with. They are really amazing people.

I hear they run a store, hotel and even a bar where they let me pour drinks for a minute.

Mommy took me around town and I got to look at the sheep and how all the farms look like big squares with bushes for fences. I got a great night's sleep that night, and it was great to have a nice place to stay for the rest of our trip.

My Trip to Ireland - Part Three - Dublin

Dublin was a very big city. I was tired from the flight but dad insisted in walking me all over the place. Like me, he'd never been to Ireland before and I guess he wanted to see as much as he could see. I fell asleep.


Actually, before our walk, we ate yummy Italian food at some place called Baritalia. We had a lot of Italian food in Ireland. I don't quite understand that but then again, I am just learning!

Next post, I will tell you about the town we stayed in and the people we met in Northern Ireland.

My Trip to Ireland - Part Two - The Flight

OK, so I have been on some plane rides before (twice to Chicago and once to Washington DC) and I am a premium member of the under-two frequent flier program. But I have never had my own seat thanks to my cheapo parents (just kidding - I still love you!).

But on the plane ride to Ireland, I had my own seat. Daddy strapped my regular car seat into the airplane seat and it was great.

My family was all around me, and I kept pointing at everyone just to make sure I was not seeing things. There was Aunt Maureen, Uncle Paul, Daddy, Me, Mommy, Grandma Green and Aunt Therese, all in the same row. I could also see the TV - it was right in front of me - and made friends with some big green guy named Shrek.

I overheard Daddy say the flight was going to be seven hours long but it went fast for me. I had a good nap, ate a bunch of yummy snacks and played with some cool toys I had never seen before.

Before I knew it we were landing in Dublin Ireland, making our way out get the cool red van we rode in all week. It was just like one of my toys except we could all sit in it and our bags fit too.

Somehow my Uncle Paul got drafted into driving and I heard all sorts of interesting things come out of his mouth about having to drive on the wrong side of the road and stuff. But he did a great job and we never wrecked once.

We were all pretty tired but spent the day looking at Dublin. Daddy walked me all over the city even though I fell asleep in the stroller. Next post, I will show you some of my favorite photos from Dublin.

My Trip to Ireland - Part One - Chicago

I just got back from my first trip to another country, and since I am now 15 months old, all I have to say to mom and dad is, "It's about time!"

The whole thing started a few months ago with this thing called a 'passport.' To me it was just another photo shoot, but mom said something about 'paperwork' and 'expedited fees' so I tuned out and played with some dog hair on the floor. Grown ups are silly.

Anyway, we left last week, first flying to Chicago in a big plane. That was very cool, because I rank planes as one of my favorite things of all time. No matter what I am doing, when I hear a plane, I drop everything, point at the sky and say "oooh." Then I wave. We stayed for a couple of days at Grandma's house so mommy could go to something called a 'high school reunion.' I got to go to the park and point at lots and lots of planes. Did I tell you I like to point at planes?

I also got to see some of my family who could not go to Ireland with us, who came over to watch me practice my sign language and peekaboo skills. I can now say "more" "thank you" and "please" using sign language. Not bad considering I couldn't really walk until a couple of months ago! I have a lot of family in Chicago so I had plenty of catching up to do before we left.

There is so much more to tell but I am tired so I will post again later about my BIG plane ride to Ireland.