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*[[User:DanQ|DanQ]] | *[[User:DanQ|DanQ]] | ||
*his mum | *his mum | ||
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| − | + | A quick and easy find on our way to the airport at Knock to end our Irish adventure, this morning. | |
== Expedition == | == Expedition == | ||
| − | + | Finding the hashpoint was easy. We drove to it, arriving at 10:31, overshooting very slightly and walking back 20 metres (we could've done it without even getting out of the car if we'd cared to). Then we were done. | |
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| − | + | What happened next is where things went wrong. We stopped in Ballyhaunis, half-way between the hashpoint and the airport at Knock, for a comfort break and to find a local geocache. Then we hiked out to find a second nearby geocache, but the icy conditions on the way back slowed us down considerably (and my mother fell over at least once). We stepped into a cafe for a quick drink, and apparently my attitude to our imminently-departing flight was so laid-back (in actual fact, I thought we had about half an hour more in-hand than we did) that my mother decided to reflect it and play laid-back too. Sarcastically, she suggested we stay around Ballyhaunis for a round of cakes, too, and I - not recognising her tone as sarcastic - agreed. In fact, I thought that '''her''' relaxed attitude was because we had a long time until our flight, too. (tl;dr: when two people famed for their sarcasm communicate sarcastically with one another, they should be careful not to, y'know, completely fuck up their plans for the rest of the day by accident) | |
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| − | + | As we digested our scones and my mother prepared to pour a second mug of tea, I pulled out my phone and realised to my horror that our plane was scheduled to depart in a little over 40 minutes: I'd got the departure time wrong. She said, "I thought you knew it was close, but you knew something I didn't, like that it was really late!?" Nope. | |
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| − | + | We ran as fast as the icy ground would permit us to back to the car and drove at great speed to the airport, just in time to miss the closure of the departure desk. We'd just missed the last and indeed '''only''' flight out of Knock airport that day. Fuck. | |
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| − | + | Anyway, all of which is to say that we extended the rental on our car, arranged to drop it off at Dublin airport, and drove coast-to-coast across Ireland to get to a more-favourable airport and a last-minute AirBnB, where we dropped out bags then [https://danq.me/2024/11/27/dublin/ went out for pizza in a dangerously underlit bar] before listening to some Irish folks music in a different bar and going to bed. | |
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| − | + | Tomorrow. Tomorrow... we'll leave the country. I promise. | |
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| − | + | (not many, 'cos I'm tired after driving the entire way across Ireland in freezing fog conditions) | |
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| − | + | 20241127_103146.jpg | Smiles at the hashpoint | |
| + | File:20241127_103200.jpg | View North from the hashpoint | ||
| + | File:20241127_103157.jpg | View South from the hashpoint | ||
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Revision as of 21:16, 27 November 2024
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Location
Driveway outside a house in Garrafrauns, Co. Galway, Ireland.
Participants
- DanQ
- his mum
Plans
A quick and easy find on our way to the airport at Knock to end our Irish adventure, this morning.
Expedition
Finding the hashpoint was easy. We drove to it, arriving at 10:31, overshooting very slightly and walking back 20 metres (we could've done it without even getting out of the car if we'd cared to). Then we were done.
What happened next is where things went wrong. We stopped in Ballyhaunis, half-way between the hashpoint and the airport at Knock, for a comfort break and to find a local geocache. Then we hiked out to find a second nearby geocache, but the icy conditions on the way back slowed us down considerably (and my mother fell over at least once). We stepped into a cafe for a quick drink, and apparently my attitude to our imminently-departing flight was so laid-back (in actual fact, I thought we had about half an hour more in-hand than we did) that my mother decided to reflect it and play laid-back too. Sarcastically, she suggested we stay around Ballyhaunis for a round of cakes, too, and I - not recognising her tone as sarcastic - agreed. In fact, I thought that her relaxed attitude was because we had a long time until our flight, too. (tl;dr: when two people famed for their sarcasm communicate sarcastically with one another, they should be careful not to, y'know, completely fuck up their plans for the rest of the day by accident)
As we digested our scones and my mother prepared to pour a second mug of tea, I pulled out my phone and realised to my horror that our plane was scheduled to depart in a little over 40 minutes: I'd got the departure time wrong. She said, "I thought you knew it was close, but you knew something I didn't, like that it was really late!?" Nope.
We ran as fast as the icy ground would permit us to back to the car and drove at great speed to the airport, just in time to miss the closure of the departure desk. We'd just missed the last and indeed only flight out of Knock airport that day. Fuck.
Anyway, all of which is to say that we extended the rental on our car, arranged to drop it off at Dublin airport, and drove coast-to-coast across Ireland to get to a more-favourable airport and a last-minute AirBnB, where we dropped out bags then went out for pizza in a dangerously underlit bar before listening to some Irish folks music in a different bar and going to bed.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow... we'll leave the country. I promise.
Photos
(not many, 'cos I'm tired after driving the entire way across Ireland in freezing fog conditions)
Smiles at the hashpoint
View North from the hashpoint
View South from the hashpoint
