Howth, Rhymes with Both

Just drop the W.  Nobody knows why. 

Last Friday, I went with my dear friend Rachel and some of her friends, old and new, to Howth head, a peninsula just north of Dublin city.  The views were amazing!  The sky was typical Irish gray, but the weather was great for a day out. Lots of hills and cliffs and views of the city and the bay.  It’s quite a change to go from the city where all you see is buildings and cars and people, to the country where all you see is God’s amazing creation.  After the walk around the cliffs, we got fish n’ chips and Maude’s ice cream.  Maude’s is a Howth landmark.  All the Irish kids have fond memories of stopping at Maude’s after walking ALL that way around the cliffs.  Rachel swears the place has shrunk since she was a kid.   

Boats, a little bigger than the ones found at Lake Webster.  I was surprised there weren’t more boats out on the water, but what do I know about sailing?

 

 

Rachel and James, discussing the Lisbon Treaty or something. 

 

 

 

 

And we’ll end with me, being my usual dorky self.