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Tag Archives: vacation

fleeing wet weather

03 Friday Aug 2012

Posted by jensine in Dublin, health, travel

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beach, Dublin, holidays, Ireland, miscellaneous, random, sun, thougths, travel, vacation, weather, weather woman

Yesterday the weather woman told Ireland that July had been the wettest, bleakest, coldest and dullest one of modern times, and when I look out of my window August looks to be following in July’s footsteps in a big pair of wellies.

The next segment on the news was about the surge in people booking package deal holidays and how small loans applications had gone up. Normally most people book their sunny trips back in January but this year July has been the busiest month with people hopping on flights last minute style, suitcase in hand and dusty sunglasses perched on their heads.

Of course we all know that the sun can effect our emotions, helping our brains produce serotonin, the happy hormone,  making our moods rise with the temperature. For us Irish that means we got stuck somewhere in spring and since then our moods have been at an all time low, along with our finances and the sun.

Beside the loss of sun people need breaks from there everyday life. We need time to relax, wind down and be the person we really want to be, maybe its a beach bum or babe, maybe its a sky- or a scuba diver, maybe we just want to spend time painting, writing or indulging in hours of other fantastic hobbies reflecting the true us.

Studies have even shown that it is not just a break we need but actually spending time on the beach is good for us. Why is unclear, but the sound of the waves lapping up on the beach, sand between our toes and the sun making the water sparkle and glisten seems to affect us more positively than a stroll in the park or a weekend in any great city would. That we feel happier and more relaxed when walking on the beach or sunbathing beside the sea seems to just be hardwired into us.

So maybe the fleeing Irish are really just following the lure or the sea and by taking time away from the wet world of Ireland they will come home, happier, healthier and much more able for a probably equally wet winter ahead.

fernweh

28 Saturday Jul 2012

Posted by jensine in memories, photography, travel

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distant place, feelings, fernweh, german word, miscellaneous, photography, random, Russia, St Petersburg, thoughts, travel, vacation

Everyone around me seems to be going on holidays, or have just been. Sadly this year I don’t have the money to fly away and enjoy an other world for a week or two, but I so long to. This feeling that has been bubbling up inside me for a while now can only be described with the the German word “Fernweh” which literally means “having an ache for a distant place”.

I would love to pack my bag and hurry away, dip my toes in waters uncharted by me, see sights my eyes have never seen before, taste new and exciting flavors, enjoy undiscovered alleys and woods, break away from my life for a little while.
But no matter how much I long, wish and crave I know I can’t make the impossible possible for now, but what I can do is relive past trips and this morning I have been wandering the streets of St.Petersburg in my mind. It was a short 4 day trip I took last year in September, making a livelong dream come true and visit the great City of Czars and Russian legends, a trip filled with awe, sun and an unforgettable time.

And in case you want to tag along as I wander down memory lane and enjoy a city filled with culture and clashing art here are  a few of the many photos I took:

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photo evidence

16 Monday Jul 2012

Posted by jensine in Ireland, photography, thoughts, travel

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Castle Archdale, Co. Tyrone, Ireland, lough Erne, mini-break, nature, northern ireland, outdoors, photography, travel, vacation

Busy, busy, busy is what I am today so with little time on my hands I have decided to just post a few photos from as lovely stroll I took  around Castle Archdale Country Park yesterday afternoon with my the lovely friends I was visiting up in Northern Ireland, this weekend.

After a wet morning we got lucky and spent a lovely afternoon roaming in the park, wandering around Lough Erne and meeting a lonely deer. And while the sun did decide to play peek-a-boo with the clouds and the wind enjoyed blowing at a steady pace I couldn’t help but feel relaxed and let the stress slip away leaving me free for a new week of work, play and lots of decisions.

So here is some photo evidence of this lovely place and an enjoyable walk spent on a relaxed afternoon. A mini break away from the big smoke.

a telling sign that it was windy

surrounding the courtyard

shedding light

growing in the sun

left behind

not quite in bloom

a bit of green

resting

remembering those lost at war

a little bit choppy

braving the waves

blowing in the wind

telltale signs

daily catch

spotted enjoying a nap

beside beach babes and bums

08 Sunday Jul 2012

Posted by jensine in day to day, Dublin, Ireland, work and play

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beach, coast, Dublin, miscellaneous, peaches and cream, photography, random, sea, sport, sun on my face, vacation

Yesterday, after spending the morning jam(m)ing and dancing in my pj’s, I got dressed and decided to get on my own high-horse and go for a spin on my bike. I have been neglecting my sturdy two-wheeler since a bus came to close last year and knocked me to the ground so it needed a little bit of TLC and lots of air before I could pedal out into the sun.

I hadn’t clue where I was going but out towards the beach seemed like the perfect option. So as I used muscles I haven’t in a while and let the wind tousle my hair I enjoyed the warm sun on my face and grinned at the droves of people who had very similar ideas to mine. But I do have to admit when the sun comes out to play there are few places that can compete with Dublin. And since my bike is not made for speed but for city traffic with big wheels and only three gears I took my time and a few photos along the way.

bike path on the coast road

a small pier

yes, palm trees do grow here

When I reached the beach I felt happy and hopeful that maybe my white extremities may embrace the sun and get a little bit of colour, as I am not really of the peaches and cream complexion but more of the mozzarella cheese variety. I wasn’t really surprised at how many families were getting their toes wet and sandy, nor did the kite-surfers, but I was amazed at how many braved the cold waters and went for a swim. Since I didn’t have my swimsuit with me I just enjoyed a stroll and the activities around me. Camera in hand I wandered up the pier and down the beach snapping up any images beside the beach babes and bums, enjoying a colourful and interesting day in the sun.

my bike safely locked waiting for my return

the beginning of the pier

the view behind me

and yes that is a swimsuit drying on the railing

waiting to save some lives

a bit of orange in the sky

the end of the pier

growing out of the sand

inviting water

high in the sky

a place to rest

left behind

in the wind

on the rise

flying high

deflated

washed ashore

not dandelions, but still white and fluffy

road tripping

13 Wednesday Jun 2012

Posted by jensine in day to day, Ireland, photography, work and play

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ABBA, B&B, Carrick-a-Rede, Carrickfergus, Cushendall, Giant's Causeway, Ireland, karaoke sessions, nature, northern ireland, outdoors, photography, photos, road trip, rope bridge, salty sea air, travel, vacation

It’s the middle of the week and I feel like Monday. The reason for this mild confusion and complete disorientation is the fact that I went road tripping on Monday and only came back late last night from a spontaneous trip up North with my lovely friend and her new car Baby.

We decided to ignore the weather and took the coast road from Belfast over Carrickfergus and Cushendall, past Carrick-a-Rede and its famous Rope Bridge to The Giant’s Causeway. It was beautiful drive and we had our fair share of sun but with drops of rain here and there. ABBA was our constant companion and in-between our private (in my case off-key) karaoke sessions we stopped to see the sights, smell the salty sea air and enjoy the stunning views.

Our first stop, after a pee and coffee break at an outlet store just behind the border (and yes we couldn’t help but browse) was Carrickfergus (Rock of Fergus). This little coastal town is built around an old castle by the same name and this old Norman fortress is one of the best preserved on the island. As we wandered around entering times long past and exploring what history has left behind we soaked up the sun and sights.

the top of Carrickfergus

an outdoor window-seat in the oldest part of the castle

peak-a-boo with the sea

one of many large metal rings, for what I do not know

On our way back to the car we passed a tiny little marina, fishing boats merrily boobing in the water, a crumbling tower sparkling in the sun light and a big seagull waved us goodbye.

From Carrickfergus the scenic coastal road took us around many bends, up and down hills and had stunning views around every corner. Because we didn’t want the bossy sat-nav woman to give out to us all the time we went “vintage” and I read the map, while trying to find the hidden signs and decipher them. We passed by idyllic villages and remote houses set back into the hills, stunning view from their panorama windows enticing the thought to maybe quite the city life after all. And a particular little town called Ballygalley made me smile and come up with all sorts of rhymes making my friend laugh so hard we nearly ended up flying off the cliff.

But after a long and beautiful drive we arrived at Cushendall where our B&B was hidden away. Our map withheld the information so our trusty female companion was released out of the glove compartment and in commandeering tones instructed us where to go. The lovely landlady greeted us with a smile that was only trumped by the spectacular view and offered us tea and home made cake before we went out again to look for a few waterfalls.

morning view from our B&B

With our walking shoes on we entered Glenariff Forest and decided on the shorter and more scenic route, after all dusk was approaching fast. The greens of the forest were damp from the fresh rain, a wet, woody scent was in the air and we could hear the rushing water in the distance. We walked down man-made wooden steps and suddenly it was there, the cold water glistening in the last rays of sun light, inviting us to jump in. Although tempted we declined the invitation, skinny dipping in the shade is not so much fun after all and the water was a funny shade of brown.  After enjoying the waterfalls and our downwards walk we made our way back to the car, puffing and panting up hill. With a final look over the valley down towards the sea we drank huge gulps of water and set back to Cushendall our tummies growling for food.

shamrocks under a tree

waterfall in the woods

small waterfall

After a button-popping amount of food and a good nights sleep the sun woke us to the smell of a lovely full Irish breakfast. Not able to resist the alluring scent of sizzling bacon, eggs, tomatoes and sausages we savored every bite hoping that our clean plates would mean sunny skies. As we put our bags in the trunk and said goodbye, the wonderful landlady gave me a freshly baked loaf of boiled fruit bread complimenting me on my sunny nature and sense of humour. If the view hadn’t made me happy that morning her lovely words would have.

With map in hand we wound our way around the coastal bends towards Carrick-a-Rede, chasing the sun as the rain let the windscreen wipers work overtime. But as we parked the car and made our way toward the famous rope bridge the clouds moved on and made way for warm rays and sunny light. The short stroll to the rope bridge was as active as an anthill with visitors from west and east taking photos, viewing and chatting. Most braved the winds and dared to cross the  60metes drop into the crashing waves below on the short rope bridge, only few declined and decided to go for a wander on the marginally safer cliffs edge. The dare devils that we are, we happily skipped and bounced our way over to the little island that use to be a fisherman’s paradise and is now a bird sanctuary.

Carrick-a-Rede-Rope-Bridge

a sign on the island

a view from the island

flowers on the edge of the cliff, one foot out of place and a deep drop down

safely fenced in

detail from the door to the rope bridge

Back safe and sound on the mainland my friend and I took a little walk back to the car admiring the views, enjoying the sun and taking our time. The wind played with our hair and carried the squawking, squeaking and shouting of the birds over the cliffs edge making the air alive with noise and smells too.

But the hedges along the side of the cliff were just as alive, with bees buzzing, flies summing and insects crawling around on a variety of leaves and flowers. And just as we turned the last bend we had a stunning view on Sheep Island. Sadly as soon as were back in the car the Irish weather had caught up with us again and a downpour of water accompanied us all the way up to Giant’s Causeway.

view on the bridge from the mainland

some honeysuckle growing on the cliff

some pretty and prickly thistle

Sheep island, only accessible by boat

Water was running down the roads when we pulled into the car park at Giant’s Causeway so we decided to flee the rain and take some refreshments in the tea-rooms. Again the variety of visitors was interesting to watch and after a short wait we were ushered in to the warm but mainly dry dining hall. A wide selection of Irish goodies was laid out, ready and waiting to be picked but my friend and I settled on some scones with butter, jam and cream and some hot tea. As we waited for the rain to subside we munched happily on our treats and watched the waiters hurry around serving soup, sandwiches and cakes, always in a flurry ,always with a searching look and a the question “is this for you” in their eyes.

scones … photo taken for a specific someone

dining under chandeliers

Although there was still a bit of a drizzle and the skies were still gray we wandered down to the magnification causeway. These 60 million year old volcanic formations are really a wondrous sight. It is hard to believe that these hexagonal basalt columns are completely natural, it is however not surprising that this unique work of nature is such a visitors attraction and has inspired the locals to tell the story of the Giant Finn McCool and how he made the causeway to cross over to Scotland.

Giant’s Causeway

as it is slippy, wet and windy this could come in handy

some hexagonal volcanic stones

The Giant’s boot lies discarded on the stones

Slowly, wet and happy we made our way back to the car and as we turned away from the coast and headed back towards Dublin ABBA sang “The Winner takes it all” . We wholeheartedly agreed, feeling like winners as we took two wonderful days filled with memories back home with us and in my case even some delicious homemade cake.

last view of the coast

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