Wednesday, August 12th
Dublin, Ireland
I had to think about what day it was. It is amazing how jet lag can mess with you. I got off the plane feeling like I had been drugged. I could not keep my eyes open. Funny that I had the experience with the man on the Atlanta leg (see previous blog) because I was that girl. Thankfully I was sitting next to one of my teammates, who although had every reason to make fun of me, to my knowledge didn’t. I was not snoring like a train or at all, nor did I smell – at least at that point. Right now, it is a different story.
I am preparing to go to the shower at the campground where we are staying, with my toiletries, pjs, Fleece (because it is cold – NOT complaining!), and my $3 to pay for the shower. Oh, the things we think are rights. And I know this is just the beginning of it. We aren’t roughing it – camping, yes but not roughing it. We were able to celebrate tonight with a great dinner. We had a race day through Dublin. Rest assured, my team came in no where close to first. Camels, have a lot of strengths. Being fast isn’t one of them!!!
Dublin was endearing and the people friendly. It almost felt like home because the land and housing reminded me of Scotland. It was a brilliant treat to be here for our first country. Not too much of a culture shock. Although accents are thick, english is in there somehwere! And there is a familiarity that is so sweet. Especailly when you have to ask directions or get change for the bus fare. How different this will be the other 10 months! Part of the adventure though!
Tomorrow is training and then we move to galway on Saturday. As for right now, bed is calling. My new bed – a 1.5 inch thick mattress and sleeping bag – not my lush comfy bed with my down comforter, down pillows! But I am so tired that I don’t think I will mind! The other great news – it is supposed to rain tonight. I kinf of welcome it. Although it would be tragic if something leaks or my equipment doesn’t do what it is supposed to do. But this is all part of the adventure. All part of the things that we can survive. ALl part of the ways we can stretch ourselves. All part of this insane thing, that still doesn’t feel real.
