Nothing lasts forever.
Tomorrow marks the beginning of our last full week in An Cheathrú Rua, and here at the Ó Fhatharta home, we are all feeling a twinge of regret that the time has gone by so quickly. There is a note of homesickness on the part of the fledglings, especially as the 4th of July approaches, but for the most part, the time has flown.
Since Inis Oirr we’ve had a comprehension exam, followed by an evening in Galway — ag spaisteoireacht on Shop Street, then Fish and Chips at the Kings Head, followed by Guinness and Andy Warhol’s recommended 15 mintes of fame, or in this case, the nearness of fame, when we talked to Leo Moran, the guitarist for the Saw Doctors, at Tígh Neachtain.
In addition to the cupla focail I’m taking with me next Friday, I’ll be hauling a large suitcase full of stories.
Learning Irish in Conamara 