Okay, so it's not always a "nice, gentle" rain in Ireland, judging from my experience yesterday. By the time I got home from my walk, particularly the last bit when I had a bag full of groceries, I was soaked through. But it's been more gentle today, which is more tolerable.
I had a nice walk yesterday, by myself at my own pace. I saw a great Beleek china teapot in one store, but the 180 euro price tag deterred me a bit. There wasn't anything I had to have yet, but some idea of what I might want to get to commemorate my visit.
Today we visited a primary school (elementary) here in town and heard from several teachers. It was interesting background, but unrelated to me in so many ways. I did talk to the deputy principal (in between the principal and the assistant principals) about some of the technology they have and some evaluation practices. It was interesting. Then we heard about the history, language and literature of Ireland in a lecture this afternoon. What I've loved about the lectures so far is that they all sound like stories.
Not much else to report. There are so many stories to tell, but they're not really easy to share in this way. And they may not be as amusing to people who weren't there.
Monday, July 6, 2009
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The Irish are GREAT story-tellers, so it stands to reason their lectures would be in story format. Probably an adjustment for you Yanks who are used to bulleted Power Point presentations. Boring? Did I say Boring?
ReplyDeleteLooking forward to your own stories when you get back.
Dad