various-oct3 f train
In the morning i visited  Rotterdam's Euromast,and a nearby  park-i then
proceeded to take
the train from Rotterdam to Paris and then from Paris to Cherbourg.

IRELAND OCTOBER 1986

various -oct4 s boat
I arrived in Rosslare and spent some time  around cliffs and musing
philosophically
, Talked with Armin and family. I had met Armin on the boat -he was a
German who decided
to move to Ireland.

> various -oct4 sat boat
On Saturday morning , I transferred for the train to Cherbourg. I had to
transfer mid route on to the Cherbourg line-and at the stop I got into a
conversation with a cigarette smoking French girl who was waiting for the
train going the opposite direction back to Paris. When I arrived in
Cherbourg I walked to the boat terminal from the train station. I waited a
little time in the waiting room to get on the boat. In the boat wailing
room, I got my boarding pass.... I did not have reservations because could
not get them from a travel agent. In the Cherbourg boat waiting room a
little girl tried to change coin at the bureau de change and the clerk
gave her a disgusted look. How could the little girl know that there was
usually a minimum exchange amount and that coins were usually not
accepted?
In the waiting room I met a German man named Armand. We had a short
discussion while sitting in the dark waiting room. By the late afternoon I
was on the ferryboat from Cherbourg to Rosslare Harbour, Ireland. Passage
on the boat was an added benefit of my Eurail pass. I only had to pay for
accommodations (such as they were). Flying or taking a boat from England
was not an option on my limited budget. The disadvantage of using this
method of transport was that I would have to go back to France and that I
had spend a whole day on the boat. The boat was typically Irish at the
time...not overly fancy, not well kept up. The best thing about the boat
was that I did not get sick. My four- bed cabin was buried deep in the
bowels of the ship...the smell and sounds of the engine room were nearby.
The two journeys on the boat merge in my mind. The boat was big enough so
there was some room to walk outside ... it was there that I encountered
Armand again and had another conversation with him. I also spent some time
sitting inside by a window eating cereal and reading and writing. I didn't
have much money so I did not take much advantage of whatever amenities the
boat had.

Ireland oct5 sun Rosslare
I woke up on the boat, and the highlight of the morning was a sonic boom
from a overhead supersonic jet.
I came into Rosslare Harbour after getting off the boat from France.. It
had been 11 years since I was last in Ireland... I had never been to
Rosslare before. The port was really not much of port. There was lots of
dirt...There was some construction going indicating that there would
expansion in the future. Seemingly, the harbour was just used for the
ferry to France. As I was leaving the boat -I was stopped by Armand yet
again. This time I met his family. They were hanging out in their VW bus
drinking coffee. I visited for time with them and then went off into the
town to find the hostel, the town was not very large...there wasn't much
to do there. I had to wait for the hostel to open and while i waited I
did a long walk along the cliffs that lined the southern shore. There was
something of a cliff path and whilst walking on it-I mused into my tape
recorder about my life.
I stayed in Rosslare because it had hostel accommodations, and .The
train and boat schedules were not well synchronized and so I had to wait
around the next morning for the train to Dublin. The hostel was sparse
though; it had nice thick comforters on the bed..

Ireland oct6 m Dublin
I spent morning in Rosslare Harbour waiting for the train to leave for
Dublin. I went to the small grocery store, went to the bank (or maybe it
was closed...) and walked by a hotel. . Waiting for the train seemed
rather inefficient but there was a couple waiting as well. I was not the
only one waiting...
That evening I spent in Dublin's main hostel.

Ireland oct7 t Dublin
I found Dublin uninteresting but I did I visit the Irish museum and tried
to shop.

Ireland oct8 w Killarney
Of the destinations we visited in 1975, Paris, Salzburg, Dublin and
Killarney were the only places, I returned to in 1986. When we went in 75
, Killarney was one of the more rural experiences we had so I returned
there, but I also went there in 86 cos it was on the rail line. So there
were places in Killarney that felt familiar. When traveling Ireland solely
by train you were limited to some of the less scenic destinations. In
Killarney they actually bring a bus to the train station to bring you out
to the hostel. The hostel was in Agadoe ,which was also the location of
the hotel we stayed at in 75. It was a big old mansion house, with
interesting staff and large mosquito like flies in the bathroom...

Ireland oct9 th Killarney
I went biking in Killarney-the hostel had bikes you could rent..I biked
down to the National Park...
This was my first chance to bike in Ireland since 1975...First I biked to
the library ...I biked on the East side of the Big Lake, and then down by
Muckross Lake, I got off the bike and took a walk, going by a burned out
area, and over a overgrown bridge. I walked as far as could-but
eventually ran into some mud. That was cos this was a wetland
connected to the lakes. Going that far in the park it felt wild -you
couldn't see any civilization. Traveling without a car combined with going
to so many places was inefficient and so really good days like this one
were not a every day occurrence.

Ireland oct 10f Dublin
On this day I took the train back to Dublin from Killarney.

MORE IRELAND, OCTOBER 1986

Ireland oct 11s Glendalough
I started the morning in Dublin and decided to take a Dart ride to Howth.
I had never heard of Howth and was surprised by how attractive it was.
When I returned to Europe 12 years later -this was the first place i went.
I came into Glendalough in the late afternoon.... I took the train to
Rathnew It meant that I would be more than five miles away from
Glendalough when I got off the train. However, if there was another way to
get there i would have had to pay for it
I had purposely though taken a chance ... after having discussed
hitchhiking with some folks in the hostel in Dublin. In Ireland
hitchhiking was relatively safe. Saw iI walked down the road through the
avondale valley in search of a lift. I was probably a couple miles down
the road before I got one, a man with some lumber in a pickup truck who
was heading to Laragh
I helped unload his lumber, and he gave me some vegetables. It was a
slight walk from Laragh to Glendalough... I neglected to book a room ahead
in the hostel and was nearly stuck without a place to stay. The hostel
had a youth bike tour party. But the warden let me stay anyway. The
hostel was seemingly a normal house., albeit with a large building to the
left that
housed most of the hosteliers. The bike tour party made things more
interesting, they had a slide show and were energetic. I didn't really
talk to any of them...That evening i walked a little bit up the hill
behind the hostel- towards the end of sunset...and was rewarded with a
beautiful view to the west of the trees climbing cama derry. It was
one of those narcotic moments that make you hungry for more. I not sure if
got food in the small store in Laragh. But if i didn't i got some ham and
cookies the next day.

Ireland Oct12s Glendalough

The next day I walked up the mountain that was behind and to the north of
the monastery area. It turned out to be called Camaderry. It was a simple
mountain though it seemed to go on forever like most mountains...I wanted
to go near the trees I saw but they surrounded by brush -and so i didn't
get to near them. At the top of mountain there were natural dugout
depressions. Like many a hill-you couldn't really to see the bottom, once
you were on the top. I came down the mountain from the westerly
direction. There were sheep and other creatures on this side of the
mountain.
Perhaps this was someone's property. The ground was occasionally moist.
There were lots of droppings from the animals. In the distance I saw a
water tower-which I wanted to go to-but didn't have time that day. On the
way down I went by two sets of mine ruins
and a considerable number of mountain goats.

Ireland oct 13m Glendalough
The next day was a pretty much wasted day-it was overcast and Kept
expecting it to rain-So I didn't go up to the water tower like I should of-
instead i aimlessly walked around Glendalough and over to Laragh I hung
out in Laragh ,and walked a little up the road as far a monument.I also
walked over to the monastery and into Laragh. The bike party had left by
the second night...There was only a couple and there
child the second day-it was very cold in the hostel. I had to sleep with
the covers over me!

Ireland oct 14t sligo
Spent the early morning in Glendalough and had once to hitch part of the
way back to the Rathnew and then a took a time consuming bus to
Dublin..and then headed up to
Dublin and from there into Sligo. I didn't get to Sligo till dark-and had
a little trouble finding accommodation but i ended up at a at a guesthouse
called the Four Seasons. Bizarrely, I originally actually considered
going to Galway-(just to get another city in.)But after a conversation,
with the lady proprietor of the Four Seasons, i decided to stay.She
mentioned Strand Hill and I also thought of it-i had wondered what the
mound on the top of the hill in the distance was-when I went for a walk
outside in the morning over to the river.After seeing some children play I
returned to the hotel and then took a bus out to Strand Hill.Right away,
it was obvious to me, that the place was special. The bus driver got out of
the bus and went down to the beach, and got his feet wet. I too walked
the beach-I walked over towards the airport and through the
dunes,eventually I encountered a passage grave and a old church. While
walking the beach I felt my mother's presence-and I cried in happiness. In
the late afternoon , I climbed up Knocknerea the hill with the mound on
top. I walked to the south side of it.- to find the trail to the top.
From the top you could see along way.I was coming down the mountain just
as last return bus was leaving. I walked the five miles back to town. It
got dark-and so on occasion it was little dangerous-but I enjoyed the walk
nonetheless.
This was one of the best days of my life...

Ireland oct 15w sligo
The second day in Sligo was a bit of anticlimax-It was overcast. I walked
down to the Lough Gill.
Although the lake is the subject of poetry-it didn't do much for me.. On my
walk I narrated a convoluted story of an imaginary character named John
Latino. The story wasn't very good-
although I did do funny voices. The tape kept cutting in and out-due to
the voice
activated system on the tape machine.

Ireland oct 16t Dublin
Took the train back to Dublin...This was My last full day in Ireland. I
stayed once again in the
Dublin ...Did some shopping...I got some salt shakers for Mike and Jack.

Ireland oct 17f boat
I found my way back from Dublin to Rosslare and to the boat.

FRANCE, AGAIN!

France oct 18s Cherbourg
I started the morning on a ferry taking me to Cherbourg...And then upon
arrival decided to
stay at the Cherbourg hostel. a bad choice..

France oct 19s Paris
I started the day in the Cherbourg hostel. I thought that i could get a
early train to Paris, but the early train did not run on Sundays.. By the
time I got
to the airport my plane had left-and i didn't have the right plane.
So I ended up being stuck in Paris....one of least favorite places in
Europe.
It felt like I did nothing in the six days there, but I did find things to
do.
I ended staying at D'Artagen
Hostel in some strange section of town. This was the only time I spent
six nights in a row in the same town at any time I have ever been to
Europe.

France oct 20m Paris
Spoke with people at ticket office...A little depressed at being unable to
go home.

France oct 21 t Paris
Tried to map a subway station. Visited Sacre Cour church.

France oct 22 w Paris
Les Halles, Went inside Pompideui Center this time.
Finally in a better mood-

France oct 23 t Paris
I went to a consulate and checked on my visa. There were all sorts of visa
problems in France due to recent terrorist attacks...

France oct 24f Paris
I Went inside the arc de triomphe and visited bois boyne park, a large
park in the west side of Paris.
France oct 25 s Paris
I Did dry run on trip to airport... That evening-I recall walking outside
the hostel in the dark and noticing how cold and windy it is becoming,

France oct 26 s in air Paris to Zurich , Zurich to NYC, NYC TO BOSTON
Early in the morning I took a commuter train to Orly Airport. The plane
stopped in the airport at Zurich for a hour or two and then the plane
proceeded back to JFK airport in NYC..
On the way on the plane, I heard about the latest RED SOX debacle. They
were a couple
of strikes away from winning the World Series but ended up losing the
game.
Spent evening early morning in Penn Station Train Station, waiting for the
Night Owl train to take me back to Boston...

USA oct 27 M
Got off at South Station in Boston. took the Red Line to Central Station
and then walked groggily to Jimmy's apartment in Cambridge...