Some may recall my plaintive cry back in November of last year, the one in which I declared all the things I missed about home. Where I come from the crunchy leaves come in September and October. I have now discovered that, here in Galway, they arrive in August.
I still miss my children (every single day), my family and my friends. I still wish I had a reasonably sized refrigerator – I think Coleman makes coolers that are larger than my fridge. My mobility is up due to the fact that I have to walk everywhere. The buses are now on a reasonably regular schedule, with the occasional glitch. And I’m getting used to which stores sell what product(s) I need. The Saturday market is definitely an added bonus.
It’s amazing what difference a year makes. And now I’m going into town to my volunteer job – no pay but at least I’m not sitting home bored out of my mind and I get to meet new and interesting people – and on the way I might just find some crunchy leaves.