nutty mess
Ros Lair
Wexford County
Ireland, The Republic of
this is the easiest mode of expression a holiday one can ill afford a time wasting affair a counter productive ambition motivator thrown self out of the system of understanding for the deeply entrenched always coming up against the harsh layers on the borders except here in this island the wanderer is easily treated and welcomed into every town don't try your luck in the cities unless you are game to put your livilihood onto the street and make a profit from friends and foe alike Cork is pretty expensive as all hell learnt a lesson in capitalist assertive behavior the consumer is operating in an international market over here in old Europe town and don't ever forget there are a dozen more places to take your business to and I will always have the time to go searching so don't settle for anything above the lowest you have paid to date and have them match it of course travelling those who are in the positions of control on the flow ways the roads the fuel the vehicles right down to the bicycle the waters the ferries the trains the buses planes motorcycles parking motorways laybyes tolls taxes if you can't walk or swim to it then one is in trouble no matter how else one is getting a round stake a claim forget the troubleshooting dillemmas next stop in a manner of speaking of permenance in which resources are readily available monetry reserves are going only ever into food next time I will make good on the dream of building a boat load it up with a bicycle a lightweight amphibuous craft propelled by legs and wind building up steam here we go slowly as the weather takes us it will provide both shelter and shade a beautiful young thing just stands in field of vision sandy blonde hair faded yellow t-shirt white sneakers jeans cut off above the knee black canvas slingover bag a captain's announcement of the safety awareness program followed by the pre recorded message whatever and ever turn up the sonic device drown out the outside world in the unlikely event of disaster cast me to the sea and let me be the unlikely drowned unknown with all the crap I carry around there is no doubt i'll surely drown how could one float this is the end of Ireland this boat to Pembroke completing a figure three schedule from Larne to Belfast following the old coast road to Galway no one told me I'd be entering the styx and so down I came bucket and all a great fall under gravel grave circumstances to follow from Galway through the middle Westmeadow County or some such where O'Dallaigh still live and toil later to pass through Smeen on the South coast in which a memorial honouring a Craig O'Dallaigh I stumbled upon in pausing for the best chips in Ireland alongside a lemon tart the best I've had in Ireland but not self professed the chips were worth writing home about from falling into the philosophy crowd in Dublin and aligning with Bloomsday of all the treats stumbling through a novel a waking dream began and woke into itself unready to be touched and fumbled ushering away offers with polite gestures and serene eyes natural beauty turn from terrifying to sublime to mundane from Dublin I ventured into the big hotspots of tourism Wicklow walks and monastic servitude the trick is to be earlier than the rest and then get the hell out of there the hordes are a sign that the major arteries are clear and at the sign of the first coach hit the regional roads take a punt forget the map keep place names in the head general directions are quicker than anything one bothers to follow no great Roman roads here roundabout passing phases get from one village to another right through the centre the British built roads and only now are the Irish beginning to think it a worthwhile task to maintain them signs abound with the financial support of the European Union to the reconstruction process most of the work is thereabouts started and completed for the continental visitors who want to ride and drive most likely destroy themselves in the process if driving on the left was not enough to throw the consciousness out of sink then the vast difference in road quality would from Wicklow to Sliev Bloom Mountains where I managed to keep a distance in a pine forest fit to be lost in to wake in to cry over how once all these islands were filled with a magic an ingenuity in disguise a warmth of its own destroyed obliterated over run over populated raped to every square inch and then burst out over the seems into foreign lands empire chequered with car parks let me tell you what once happened here for three euros minimum the sky is the limit onward to Portumna Forest Park whence I discovered the meaning behind the Park in the title this was fronted with bicycle paths and accessible paths round lough derg on the river shannon snuck in for free but upon stopping at the next so named Forest Park there was a fee which in retrospect may have been placed on the previous such is the scheme this nation is running it has nothing else and so I made one slapdash effort to pay for everything I had seen in one big fell swoop and even then up until the very last moment I could have walked away skipping free but what else is money for but to redistribute and to go bunk on ones own self confessed goodwill would cheat oneself and so after a few visual phantasms in Kerry – 'the beautiful Ireland' – out to the rock in the Atlantic Skellig Michael to pay respects and leave a package for welcome travelling folk such as myself one could not avoid the crowds we went in a fleet each of thirteen gritting a smile through our white privilege and making the most of the moment pain dwells from the monetary term applied to my elated feeling for a duration of time an elongated orgasm that will never recur blown and spent in an afternoon from here the meander continued along the coast having hitting bottom eastward I headed along the south twisting and turning mountainside coastal roads of dangerous disintegrated grades after a couple of days for the sake of my sanity I made a sojourn inland to a well tarred road into Cork to give both my mental consternation and K75RT's transmission and suspension something more tenable thus is how I is where I am on the Irish Sea