Another glorious day in paradise

Well that last place was a dump. It so cold we must burnt a small peat bog in the two days that we tried to accommodate the place. One of the first things I had to do was find the quickest route to the hospital. That was because I was going to wind up with a brain haemorrhage because all the doors were 5 feet tall. I am not joking they were very small. The stairs were about 60 cm wide and went up at a very jaunty angle. The Parents in law decided that it was too cold, too small, too cold, too dirty, too cold and in the middle of nowhere. Oh well two out three places so far have been good, not bad for all internet booking. The mother in law has called everyone outside Tony Blair to tell them that the place was not appropriate and that we would be leaving 13 seconds after we got a better place. So we started to call around and most places were closed for winter and funnily enough as soon as she said the place we were in "was terrible and we were desperate to get out" their prices were very high. DUHHHH! The worst we were offered was euro 2500 down to euro 400. Then it was suggested that we just try to go to the next place see if they were available. Lordy they are. 4.365 sec after this the wagons were loaded and the kids saying "Are we going somewhere Mum?"
We final made it to the new place at 5pm so an hour after sundown. The days start at about 8am here but the sun is not up to 8:30 and is back down at 4:30. This does limit the solar power on the top of the head. Not to mention the fact that if you left it out, then the all the remaining hair would freeze and snap of in the next gentle breeze. Gentle breezes here run at about 50km/h.
Northern Ireland is spectacular and I think the green receptors in my eyes are going to blow up shortly. I actually saw a doco on Australia and watched it just to give them a rest and compared it here the place looked in black and white. Or rather brown and white.