The continuing chapter of our flying visit to Southern Ireland in April as I write to the beautiful strains of Hayley Westenra and the hikoi 'marches' on towards Parliament but Helen Clark finds Shrek the Sheep's company more enjoyable....keeping up with NZ politics and current events. (Now outdated when you read this because my attention has been diverted from the keyboard by domestic events.)

After leaving Cork, visiting Blarney Castle and historic Cobh on our second day in the Emerald Isle, late Saturday afternoon saw us in the Irish tourist mecca of Killarney in County Kerry. My trusty Lonely Planet Guidebook informed me that this is where I would find plentiful supplies of leprechaun-adorned t-shirts, mugs, tea towels etc to purchase - souvenirs for my children and grandchildren. But I ended up coming away empty handed because there were only cheap key rings and plastic gimmicks to choose from, or expensive Irish linen, the latter of which is very beautiful but young people don't have much need for doilies and supper cloths these days.

Read more: A bit of the Craic - 2: Travels in Ireland

I have so many unfinished tales of places we have visited (which I will finish one day) so this tale is going to be shorter than you're used to!
 
As you might have gathered from the subject name, we have been on holiday in Wales in July. A much needed break from the driving to and fro between home and work for me and a nice, easy-going few days amid scenery not  too dissimilar to the West Coast of New Zealand for both of us.
 

Read more: A Wales of a time.

We are back from our quick trip to Berlin and Krakow with no major hassles. We had to get up at 3.30a.m. to be at Luton Airport in time for our departure at 6.30. The flight to Berlin only took about an hour and a half and because Pete had taken the same route less than a year ago, he soon had us to the train station at Schoenefeld Airport and into town, where we had breakfast in the sleek and very clean Zoogarten Barnhof (B'hof = railway station). We had Bratwurst sausages with spuds and mustard -enough mustard on each plate to feed an army!
 

Read more: Berlin and Krakow

Hello again. Some of you seemed to enjoy our impressions of Berlin so now I'll tell you about Krakow, a captivating city with seemingly enough history for the entire world. Unlike Warsaw, Krakow was not devastated during the Second World War and it's historic architecture survived intact together with an enduring sense of tradition and legend among the Cracovian people. I will mention a couple of popular legends later.
 

Read more: Almost Ripped Off in Krakow, Auschwitz

We arrived back from Sweden last night and, I don't know about Pete, but I asked myself as we drove into round-about city Milton Keynes, why the hell we're still living in such a cruddy place when there are such wonderful places elsewhere throughout the world. 
 

Read more: A Taste of Scandanavia