On my way to Ireland
I'm at Munich airport waiting for my flight to Belfast via London to visit
yvonnereid for three days. So far so good. The taxi was on time. Had a very funny driver who knew about didgeridoos and all sorts of stuff. The worse thing was he was gesticulating with one hand while driving with the other. A bit of a worry on the Autobahn. Listening to three Irish men talking. I do so love those Irish accents. I could listen to them all day. And it will be so good to be back in an English speaking country again and that's not being racist. Just that it will be nice to have a conversation in my own language again. Now I know what it feels like to be in a strange country where you don't speak the language. At least I could get by in France with my school girl French. More soon. Will try to post some pics on the weekend from Yvonne's computer. My glasses broke this morning - the cheap ones that I had to buy to replace the ones I lost in Paris. So I'll either buy another pair or try to get these fixed somewhere.