About my most memorable vacation
Most memorable, that is a tough one, as each trip has had its stand out moments.
If I had to choose just one, it would be my Ireland trip in 2009. It was a solo trip. I was seeking out my roots and gathering photos for a book I've yet to publish.
It would take me down into Laois and up in to Armagh on the first day just so that I could surprise a friend on his 80th birthday by knocking on his door to sing to him.
It would find me sitting in the kitchen of my Gran's cousins, whom I hadn't know before that night, at midnight, helping them pull a calf in the wee hours before heading back to my lodgings.
It would have me carrying a wee lamb, wrapped in my own sweater, into the warm kitchen at those same lodgings and sitting at a christening dinner in Crossmaglen that next night.
It would find me sharing dinner with my Gran's niece in Roscommon for the "first time" only to discover that several years prior I had bought petrol and shared some time with her in Athlone.
That trip shaped the rest of my trips moving forward and has helped me in many ways to plan my clients sojourns ever since.