Making it to Eire

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Weeks, months, days, I have been hoping to acquire passage to the Republic of Ireland. However, the deals have disappeared. Airlines have booking up to the middle of March and then wham! Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I better start swimming if I want to make it there by April.
So why Ireland you may ask? Well, I'll tell you. For one, it's the homeland of my ancestors (a few of them at least). Of course I'll be very dismayed if I am told- you're not Irish you sissy boy. That I pray will not happen.
I have been enchanted with this land since my youth although I am not sure how I happened to know the traditional name of Ireland was Eire when I was a wee lad. I'd like to think that it's the Celt in me calling. So second is a bit of a self-discovery adventure of my soul's yearning.
Thirdly, I know someone there. Well I think I know someone. We went to ministry school together and were in a band of sorts. Anyways I going to encourage this individual who happens to be living out on the western shores in County Mayo. Padraig (the one we celebrate March 17) started his ministry out there. It is plenty remote so I am sure she'll be glad so have some visitors.
Fourth, I am going gain some music wisdom. I have been a fan of Irish traditional music for a while and hope to take some in. I also endeavor to do some music training.
Well, that's all for now.

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