I arrive in Ireland

So Tuesday morning at 7:20 my handsome son Ross drove me to the airport.  This was the face (and hair) that was to be the last familiar one I would gaze on before heading to Ireland.  This is one of the faces I will miss.

Entrance to Glencree

After a three hour delay taking off at SeaTac and a short layover in Chicago; I winged my way (via American Airlines) to the Emerald Isle and landed softly in Dublin.  After immigration and meeting Nicky (the volunteer coordinator for the program) I was whisked away to my new home in the Wicklow Mountains… Glencree.

Right now I am in a temporary room - the last years volunteer corp have not all left.  I am up in a 8x8 foot room in the attic with one tiny skylight window.  I'm not complaining mind you, just reporting the facts.  I should more into my "bigger room with real windows" in a week or two when one of the women leaves for her home in the Netherlands.

So far I am the second person to arrive of the 2010/2011 group; with one more arriving tonight.  I have been told we are quite the International bunch with people from Tanzania, Brazil, Mexico & Sri Lanka.  We have an all ages crew too - with me being the "Grand Dame".  

Later this afternoon I will begin my photo journal of Ireland - thank God for digital media!