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Things I learned lately.
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the_mind_of_gil left in his will, I took his ashes to scatter them in Ireland. Since the estate was footing the bill for the big items, I didn't want to go too crazy with my stay over there, plus I needed to conserve my vacation time. (There's also the fact that when I'm away from home for an extended period of time, I don't like staying in one place for more than a few days. I gotta keep moving.) Hence, I limited myself to a few days over there. The first full day was lost to jet lag, the second day I did my estate duties, and the third day I just upped and drove around. Then I flew home the last day. So yeah, that didn't leave room for much else to do.
It was my first time going over there, a good learning experience, and I would definitely go back. Especially now that I have some grasp on how different the rules are. Driving in the left lane: Trippy at first but I got used to it in the first few miles. Making turns: A little trippier. Driver's seat on the right side: That threw me off most of all. The perspective was completely off. I got the hang of it somewhat quickly. Everything in metric: I've driven in Canada before. And normally I would have preferred a manual transmission, but I figured teaching my left hand to shift on short notice would be asking too much.
Gil always enjoyed traveling. I think the "scattering ashes in Ireland" bit was part final wish, and part final gift. Something to give someone an opportunity/excuse to go to Ireland and maybe catch the travel bug if they didn't already have it, or in my case, give me some idea of what to expect with inevitable future travel to foreign countries. I'm grateful for this gift, and grateful to have known him.
the_mind_of_gil left in his will, I took his ashes to scatter them in Ireland. Since the estate was footing the bill for the big items, I didn't want to go too crazy with my stay over there, plus I needed to conserve my vacation time. (There's also the fact that when I'm away from home for an extended period of time, I don't like staying in one place for more than a few days. I gotta keep moving.) Hence, I limited myself to a few days over there. The first full day was lost to jet lag, the second day I did my estate duties, and the third day I just upped and drove around. Then I flew home the last day. So yeah, that didn't leave room for much else to do.It was my first time going over there, a good learning experience, and I would definitely go back. Especially now that I have some grasp on how different the rules are. Driving in the left lane: Trippy at first but I got used to it in the first few miles. Making turns: A little trippier. Driver's seat on the right side: That threw me off most of all. The perspective was completely off. I got the hang of it somewhat quickly. Everything in metric: I've driven in Canada before. And normally I would have preferred a manual transmission, but I figured teaching my left hand to shift on short notice would be asking too much.
Gil always enjoyed traveling. I think the "scattering ashes in Ireland" bit was part final wish, and part final gift. Something to give someone an opportunity/excuse to go to Ireland and maybe catch the travel bug if they didn't already have it, or in my case, give me some idea of what to expect with inevitable future travel to foreign countries. I'm grateful for this gift, and grateful to have known him.
