and there's also this little brother who has been so wide-eyed about irrelevant things he spotted along the journey, the most apprarent being the sheep scattered all over the hills of irelands. he squealed in delight, he suppressed his scream and he got so excited that he kept shaking my chair from behind in the bus whenever he spot yet another cluster of sheep, his kind. he ran in the cold to get near the fence for a photo with those round bushy fellas, while i kept begging him to stop being idiotic because there's too much unwanted attention in the coach.
doesn't they look like kaya paos!! red spots =kaya !!!
and then there's also the time when we were in rome and he started dancing in front of the colloseum because of his unbridled excitement. he could go right into a manic state especially if there's a certain monument resembling something from his textbook! or anything sheep like.
yesterday we went up to northern ireland, a place i have always wanted to pay a visit to eversince dad told me about his encounters with the patrolling officers when he was travelling during his time, his time being the 1970s i guess. and i did managed to see the murals and the city walls with canons. so i was a happy girl that day :) there was an interesting tour being held when we were there in derry so although being handed an ultimatum of lunch or tour, we picked the latter! parents be proud of us hehe:) . the tourwas being handled by this irishman, born and bred in derry, so naturally the accent was some thing we had to try to sort out. haha, brother was having a rough time doing so but i did the translation so it was good :) we learnt about the bloody sunday, about how the catholics and protestants fought, about the city and its origin, about history basically! finally finally finally. finally i understand. funny how it made me really happy to finally being able to understand the sentiments of the irish people. and to actually see the streets' curb and traffic light being painted in union jack's colour, and also red police uniform, those little things entertained me alot :)
and on the way back to belfast, we watched this beautifully scripted film, titled the wind that shake the barley. i have heard about it and the accolades that accompanied, and so immediately shut my book with a loud Plop. it was the few films that kept me awake throughout its screening. i was holding my breath, and was amazed at how such beautiful movie can actually be casted. cillian murphy was great :)
so it was a good 3 days, albeit tiring, from the cold and erratic meal times.
now it's time to get back to work, i pray for a smooth sailing, god please allow my brain to be a very encompassing being for these few weeks.
hey brother, sorry for all the bossiness and hope you have a good month up till cny! i don't mean all the insults ;) you are still 180 ok! hahahaha.