England was too boring for me. Dorset is like Hobitton.
I told my previous employer that I’d give them 1 year of my life. But held it clear that if something turned up during that ear, I’d be gone. The bastards are missing my ass now. And guess what? I miss them too! Well, I miss the weather.
I went from green fields and trees to the green island all covered in white!
And my destinatioin: A place where my ancesotrs once were kings and named the place: Leixlip!
A small village outside of Dublin. A place of memories and history.
Battles have been fought here. The first Guinness was brewed here!
And take a stroll into the Court Yard Hotel in the middle of the main street Leixlip, and you’ll have a draft brewed the same place as the first draft was brewed.¨
Nower days the village is being dominated by two major comapanies. Hewlett Packard and Intel. 3500 people work in HP alone. And they come from all over the world.
I work for one of them. And due to circumstances, they must assist any mercinary like me with any request I might have. That’s how they by my loyalty off… For at least a while.
One chapter of another journey is over. Now, I spend my weekend at a lovely wee place a few miles outside of the village at Luca, dreaming of showing this to an even lovelier woman, to start a new chapter in this life long journey of a journeyman…