Today we drove from Galway (west
coast) to just south of Dublin (east coast). Prior to hitting the road, we rented some clubs & played a round of golf. Once again, a beautiful day! Before tee off I got a little lecture from
Alan…
…Kristyn, you have to watch your
ball. We don’t have a golf cart to drive
around to find it
…Kristyn, they only gave us 3 balls
each, so you have to really concentrate today to not go too far off the fairway
I admit, I am not the best
golfer. But, boy, did that little
lecture bite him in the ass J First hole, he drives into the woods. Ball cannot be found. Second hole, he drives into the heather. Ball cannot be found. I'll admit, it was nearly impossible to find your ball, even in the first rough off the fairway. The course was covered in these little white flowers. Not exactly easy to spot a white golf ball. Anyway, it was quite the stressful day for Alan…as he
continued to lose all 6 of our balls.
Guess how many balls Kristyn lost?
That’s right…zero. So, this will
go down in history as the only time I beat Alan in golf. He is still bitter about it…kind of
comparable to a MSU loss J
Sigh, last day in Ireland. It is bittersweet to end a vacation. While we would love a few more days of no true
responsibility, we are ready to head to home sweet home.
[Nice views of Glenlo Abbey in the background]
[Overlooking the lake]
[Did you find your ball, hunny?]
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