9.6.03
Last Day here in Napa.
Aching with belated hellos and long farewells.
I find my heart is as swollen as my eyes.
And last night - saying buh-bye to my little Napa Valley Wine Auction pals after a
few days of good fun and questionable volunteer meals. Wine? Delicious. World's best.
Still, we'd rather wax poetic about the Press Room Margaritas, I should think.
How wonderful it is to have a cramped jaw, a cramped belly from laughing so much -
at ourselves, and at the surrealism of the Auction and it's (frankly) wacked cast
of characters. I'll have to ask Tom, Monte, Kim and Tom if I can post all the tasty
rumors and teeth-gnashing gossip...conch sandwich anyone? A small collection of photos.
"Funny guy" Andy Demsky sent me away (begone!) with the following:
"May the blog rise up to meet you ...
Seems like it's time for a limmerick ... let me raise a drink ...
There was once a bon vivant named Thea
who was struck with a radical idea
she trucked off to Dublin
drank big pints is pubs and
was struck with radical hangovers and diarrhea."
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What's this all about?
After traveling there in 2001 and 2002, Miss Thea is off to Ireland once and for all.
Read the blog archives
Right now in Ireland
See Dublin's O'Connell Bridge live via Web cam
Check out which sort of rain is falling
Miss Thea's Irish bookmarks
Irish Times Jobs
Move to Ireland
Daft.ie -- as in, "You want a flat on St. Stephen's Green for 100 Euros a year? You must be daft!"
Tango Ireland
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