We went to the home of W.B. Yeat's house, one of Ireland's most famous poets. We went there and sat on the bridge and Gordon read some of Yeat's poetry.
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Yeat's House
me and Kinji
This woman was really sweet.
We talked about dogs and she hugged me when I
told her I missed my puppy.
Then Ryan took over and read to us for a while.
adorable family unit.
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We were all enjoying the peacefulness of this place
when this man pulled up with his LOUD truck and started sucking the water
out into the truck.
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Brittany eating spagetti on the bus?
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