Hello Bloglandia! If you've been wondering where Finn McSpool has been lately, well, he's been in the exact same place at me: Stuck at home with no prospects for travel for a very, very long time thanks to the moronic... [very long rant redacted in exchange for...] Okay, I won't get into the ridiculous embarrassment … Continue reading Finn McSpool Embarks on a Mini-Escape
A Stroll Through the Streets of Strasbourg
Hello Bloglandia! Welcome to Part Trois of of my I-don’t-know-how-many part series about my recent trip to France!! Now that I've had you all gape at Strasbourg's grandest attraction, I thought I'd take you on a little stroll through the streets of the city, show off a few other attractions, and sneak in a little history … Continue reading A Stroll Through the Streets of Strasbourg
Finn McSpool is Packing His Bags
Hello Bloglandia! I know it's been a while since we've heard from the wee Irish monster, but Finn McSpool is alive and well (meaning, his stuffing hasn't fallen out...often a fatal illness for Beasties). He's so healthy, in fact, that this morning I caught him packing his backpack...even if he still can't quite figure out … Continue reading Finn McSpool is Packing His Bags
A Beastie-Filled Anniversary
The first of October has rolled around again, and while for many people that means it's time to roll out the pumpkins, for Mr Husband and me it means it's time to celebrate getting hitched! That's right, we celebrated our anniversary earlier this week with a little getaway to the Oregon Coast. And of course, … Continue reading A Beastie-Filled Anniversary
Finn McSpool Cries Out for His Mummy
No, Finn McSpool hasn't been turned into a dragon adopted by Hagrid. Instead, he's discovered a trio of mummies. Not in Egypt, but in the heart of Dublin. This is all getting somewhat confusing, so let's get on with our third day in the big city. First, Apologies After the bevy of fabulous photos in … Continue reading Finn McSpool Cries Out for His Mummy
The Books, Beasties, and Bronze Tarts of Dublin
Hey Everyone, Thanks for bearing with the brief blog hiatus last week. Now, on with the show because, as promised a couple weeks ago, it's time for Finn and I to set sail from Inishmore and dart off to Dublin. By the way, you may be wondering how I managed to keep Finn McSpool from … Continue reading The Books, Beasties, and Bronze Tarts of Dublin
Learning to Count and Giant Beehives: Final Day on Inishmore
You don't go to Ireland expecting fabulous weather, but our first full day on Inishmore (which you can read about here and here) brought AMAZING weather. So amazing that Mr Husband managed to get a sunburn on his cheeks to match the saddle sores on his, um, well, other cheeks. Unfortunately, our weather luck didn't … Continue reading Learning to Count and Giant Beehives: Final Day on Inishmore
More More Inishmore: Rocky Temples and Traffic Donkeys
Ireland really is a land of mystery. After all, where else can one day last two weeks (on Earth, that is)? Last week we ditched Finn McSpool sometime in the early afternoon at Inishmore's Poll na bPeist (aka "Wormhole"). Now, it's time to hop back on Killer (that would be Killer the Attack Bike for … Continue reading More More Inishmore: Rocky Temples and Traffic Donkeys
Finn McSpool Pedals Into the Bronze Age
After the hustle and bustle of Cork and narrowly escaping the swirling pit of evil in Galway, Mr Husband, Finn McSpool, and I woke up to the fresh air and bird song of Inishmore. Even better? Breakfast was ready! After slogging through a vast amount of protein, a gallon of tea, and a mountain of … Continue reading Finn McSpool Pedals Into the Bronze Age
