Today we celebrated the first day of 2007 by taking our house guests up to the north coast of Ireland. The scenery, as always, was really beautiful and green. And even though the skies were dark and the wind and rain were cold, it was refreshing to get out of the city and let the winds off the Atlantic blow the cobwebs away (as Stu would say.)
I really love going to the north coast. If any of you lovely friends ever see fit to come and visit us, I can pretty much guarantee you a daytrip up there, including one of my (self-proclaimed) world famous picnic lunches, Stu's telling of the legend of the Giants Causeway (ooooh!), an invigorating walk on the Whiterocks Beach (didn't do that today because it was pretty cold out) and if you're good, an ice cream cone. You might even like it so much you'd like to stop and stay a while, in which case we heartily recommend the Whitepark Bay Youth Hostel - it's lovely. (What the day won't include is a walk across the Carrick-a-rede rope bridge, at least not with me accompanying you! Ninny and Dunny, you know why. Let's just say that there were tears.) Don't all book your flights at once now!
It was a lovely day out and, as the host, the chilly weather and scattered showers didn't worry me one bit because Andi and Demitri are officially the most hardcore people we know (by a very long shot!)