Small Towns. Ya Gotta Love ’em.

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Small Towns. Ya Gotta Love ’em.

New Boston has a 4th of July parade every year. It starts with the ringing of the Paul Revere bell in the Church Steeple, then the Little Peoples Depot, small children either walking or on bicycles. Continues on with the Newest Citizen, this one only 2 weeks old, and the newest over 100 year old citizen. There are old cars, old tractors, lots of water guns, one grumpy guy in a weird camaro who did not like the water guns, fire trucks, floats, old and new Jeeps, Lots of Home Made Floats and just a great small town time. It ends at the 4H fairgrounds where they have events and food all day, ending with fireworks at night.

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IRELAND – Fantastic

Just a few pics.

The people here are incredibly friendly.   You cannot sit in a pub without someone saying hello.  I met a guy last night who owns a horse farm where they break the horses.   Been in the family for generations and he told me all about his business, his family, horses, and Ireland.   I could move here.


 

 

 

 

FULL IRISH BREAKFAST

I am so glad to be back where I can get a full breakfast again, instead of a buffet of sliced meat and cheese.

And when I say full, I mean full.  It comes complete with eggs, sausages, bacon, etc, etc.

It even comes with a defibrillator.

TRAFFIC JAMS

Don’t let anyone tell you there is no traffic in Ireland.   I got stuck in a traffic jam today.   These idiots didn’t know what to do.   Even the traffic cop could not restore order.

 

 

They just didn’t want to go past my bike.   It took a dog and the farmer to push them along.

PALM TREES and WHITE SANDY BEACHES

I have moved on to a place with Palm Trees and White Sandy Beaches.

 

That place would be the Emerald Isle.

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These palm trees and other kinds are everywhere in this part of Ireland.