I'm homesick

I miss Ireland. Monkey Boy is right about that.

In case you forgot, I jumped ship on Aer Lingus flight 133 between Dublin and Shannon on Friday May 9th, 2008.

But I do miss the rolling green hills, the early morning mist, the red-headed maidens, and the pints of Guinness. K finally had some Guinness the other day—first time since getting back from Ireland. It is true that the Guinness is better in Ireland. She was highly disappointed.

I could use a pint myself right about now.