We tried the door to the intriguing shop—locked. Pressed our noeses against the window of antiques—lots of them, and the shop is shut up tight as a drum. All the stores are closed in Lahinch, County Clare.

One does not schlap the schliver into the goalposts but . . .

I want to be a hurler—not the drink and spew type of hurler but a person who plays the game of Hurling. Hurling is the National Gaelic game in Ireland. The equipment includes a paddle and a schliver or a ball–that’s it.

My cousins and I hiked along the tree lined lane from Killeney depot to Dalkey village. The view overlooked the Irish Sea and was actually quite like the Puget Sound. On our hike, we spotted a giant construction crane along this long narrow road of million dollar homes.

After rising a minimum of three times last night, each time believing it was morning, we finally awoke at 7:30.