12 September 2006 - Here I am

Ireland...Wexford. This is a coastal town. I have settled into the first two weeks, living with a family that is well off and enjoying the east ocean air and castles and community rich in historical land marks. I love the touristy atmosphere...People here are the kind of people that look you in the eye to see if you are honest, they feel out your soul. To have people say hello is very common and I have already understood that the Irish in this part of the country are very REAL...they are really who they are. I have now been to a hurling match a football match, eaten fish on the ocean front, worked at designing window fronts for my new friend's designer shoe store in the heart of this quaint Irish town and shopped for unusual clothing items for the comming rainy winter. I am a poor traveller with a great blessed opportunity...I came with no money in my pocket and will be taken care of as I take care of the household and the children. I was hooked up with this opportunity through a nanny service and the family paid my trip here. I am taking salsa dance lessons, swimming at a pretigious country club and learning facinating culture as well as living an organic, healthy lifestyle-the Irish maintain a demanding fresh and flavorful life in all areas. I bask in a feeling of a pure innocense that I haven't felt since my childhood. I run at night and breath in the deep green of the hills and feel invigorated by the miles of ivy and green treeed lanes that curve high above your head forever. There are horses and buggies, cows and sheep, laundry on the lines and potatoes for ever meal...wine, beer, fashion....I tell you I've been blessed. They never want me to leave! Unfortunately, I will move on in January and I know it'll be hard, but it's just the beginning of now...I actually am from Canada originally and I have celtic-Irish/Scotish-roots. If the blood is in you, you sure will sense the love of this island that for now I get to call home.