Tatiana went home two days ago and I totally cried. It was the most time I’d spent with her since I left San Francisco where we used to hang out at least once a week (and before that, we lived together for a few years). We had so much fun! Our trip in Guatemala started in Antigua. We did some stuff.
I’ve been in Westport for a week now. I’ve delved into the local pub scene and discovered great local beers aside from Guinness which I still do not like (I’m sorry, Ireland!), as well as the joys of Irish music on a Wednesday night. The bus strike is still in effect, making regional travel more expensive and challenging. Yesterday, my roommate Nathalie and I rented a car to go out to Achill Island. Nathalie is German and used to driving a manual car, although not on the opposite side of the road. She did a fine job maneuvering around windy country roads. I did an adequate job of not panicking too visibly in the passenger seat.
Achill was stunning and cold.