I am now in Abigail’s Hostel in the Temple Bar district of Dublin, not too far from where I was when I first arrived in Dublin. This place looks cozy, with several couches and comfortable chairs in the common area. Peter, my ‘couch surfing’ host brought me here after a great breakfast.
Peter and Jola in the Mount St. Anne’s Milltown area, took me for a long drive yesterday to see another part of Dublin. We first saw the rocky beach of the Bray coast. A typical beach and boardwalk as seen in many places in the world, but this one has grass between the beach and the parking lot, which would accommodate people wanting to sit for a spell on grass before embarking on the rocks. Peter said someone told him that rocky beaches instead of sand are favored in some places because it’s cleaner, and you don’t get sand in your clothing, between your toes, and all over the place. The water was calm, and from where we stood we could see the small mountain where a path took walkers up to the top of the hill for a great view. A train travels around the base of the hill near the ocean.
I found out later, that we were only a block away from where my friend, and romance writer, Kemberlee Shortland once lived. I must ask her how much of Ireland influences her stories.
After spending some time walking near the sea we then headed to the Wicklow National Park in Glendalough. It is a beautiful park with a lake and walking trails. I could imagine on a non-rainy day, how families could bring a picnic lunch and enjoy the grounds. Peter had spent time there as a youngster and pointed to the dense tree forest and fauna, and said a trail would take him through the forest to the top of the hill. For more detail on this beautiful spot go to: www.glendalough.ie. It was once a granite mining village, according to Peter. Walking around, I could only imagine what it must have looked like back in the day the miners worked and families lived near the lakes, the river and the hills.
Nearby, there is an old village of stone houses, a cemetery with many large stones, and large crosses, and is protected. It is the St. Kevins Monastery of the sixth century. Still standing is the church and a partial gateway of stone.
Peter and Jola were wonderful hosts. Peter, a kind bear of a man and Jola, a fiesty, pixie of a woman, entertained me with stories and prepared the best of meals. Peter, a rising star in the business world and Jola, an experienced world traveler with stories and good traveling advice, will soon depart for Australia where Peter has been recruited for a position there. They exemplify a delightful couple. They were exceptionally good hosts for the www.couchsurfing.com program. Peter has not yet ‘surfed’ for a spot in the world, but Jola is experienced in couch surfing and in hostel living. Peter and Jola have hosted many surfers, and, according to both of them, they have had good luck with choosing guests.
Both were kind to me, and that was grandly appreciated. It’s just another example of how good most people are in this world we share. I liked their style of living and, of course, there are always ideas to learn and put into place in my life.
You’ll find photos of me and Jola, Peter and Jola, the Monastery church, two different archways.