A dead computer battery.
A few days of sailing on the Chesapeake Bay, away from said misbehaving computer.
A few hundred Ireland photos to sort through and upload to a friend’s server so that he can compile a huge collection of photographs from the three photographers on the trip.
Excuses, excuses, I know.
There’s a lot of Ireland to go around, and I’ll be getting to it very soon. Until then, let me pay tribute to the footwear that carried me from Baltimore to New York and all over the Emerald Isle. Because my feet is my only carriage– if you don’t count an Aer Lingus plane, several buses, and a Ford Mondeo.