The last few days were spent in Belfast, visiting parks, shopping, and spending quality time with family.
Papa took Glen and the kids to this lovely park, Lagan Valley Regional Park a couple mornings while Granny and I took care of domestic issues at the apartment.
More of Ireland's fun and unusual playground toys.
Saturday morning we traveled downtown to St. George's Market (a collection of vendors with art, jewelry, books, food, and other random items to sell) and Victoria's Square ( a newer modern shopping mall with all the brand name stores). When the parking meters ran out, so did my shopping time!
It's just like the old days with street performers and hats to collect money.
Sunday we went to church in another small branch, the Antrim Branch. I have never laughed so hard (all internally) as I did at this Relief Society meeting. The lesson was on eternal marriage and at least half our numbers (12-15 total) weren't quite sure they wanted their husbands for all eternity, found marital bickering exciting, and had a smart answer for everything else. It was all done with the witty Irish sense of humor and brought a smile to my face! Apparently the men's meeting was just as colorful.
After church we made a special visit to Uncle Kurtis and sang songs for him while he enjoyed some chocolate buttons. Then we drove to Island Magee for a lovely dinner provided by Aunt Zetta. Once dinner was consumed the rest of the family piled in for social hour. The children spent some time outside until they raised a ruckus so Aunty Emma and Rachel helped them create a fun little play recorded on Emma's phone.
Tractors everywhere!
A fellow chicken lover, but I think he can eat his.
Monday we split forces, mom and I shopped some more, and Dad and Glen took the kids to an Adventure Park to play with the Maguires.
When we reunited we toured around the town a bit catching a glimpse of a couple political murals. I have not posted the more controversial ones.
We were given permission to drive up to this capitol building, but we were not allowed to get out.
We made time for one more family visit before dinner and bed, and what a special lady we saved for last.
Aunt Lily is a gem of rare quality! She was so sweet and witty I wanted to bring her home with us.
Tuesday morning we said our goodbyes (several times, but that's another story) and returned to the South. We checked into our hotel to empty the car of potential theft magnets, then went touring.
First stop was Kilmainham Gaol, a jail with much sad history. As with all the OPW (Office of Public Works) tours it was very informative and enlightening. Ireland has suffered a great deal, but the people are strong and generous of heart.
Be had a brief exploration of downtown Dublin then returned to our final nights sleep in Erin and before the long, long, long, trip home!