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Two Travelers, One Journey

by Joyce McGreevy on December 12, 2018

A woman gazing at Christmas decorations in Galway, Ireland embodies the joy of winter wanderlust. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

The sight of another’s wonder sharpens our own observations.
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Winter Wanderlust
Sends Siblings Packing

With wanderlust comes surprise—the weather is spectacularly sunny. Can this really be Ireland in winter? The air is crisp as a Kerry Pippin apple, but sunlight warms the flagstones of Galway’s pedestrian-only streets.

As sunlight washes over my sister and me, so does a fresh wave of surprise. It’s the ebb and flow of discovery so many travelers experience: Are we really here? We really are!

The Long Walk on a sunny winter day in Galway, Ireland shows why wanderlust inspires holiday travel. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

A daytime glimmer of moon hovers over 18th-century houses along Galway’s Long Walk.
© Carolyn McGreevy

Long Distance Calls

Coincidence inspired this surprise holiday travel:

  • One day, old friends from Galway dropped by Carolyn’s home in Oregon. It was a welcome surprise, but all too brief.
  • That same day in California, I was working at my laptop when up popped a travel post from an American friend—who was visiting Galway.
  • Moments later, an email from an Irish friend invited me to a special event—in Galway.
A floral mural on an apothecary in Galway, Ireland reflects the beauty that inspires wanderlust. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

When travelers look closely,  moments flower and memories take root.
© Carolyn McGreevy

Like our younger sisters, Carolyn and I once lived in Ireland and we maintain strong ties there. Regular readers of OIC Moments may recall that Galway is my home-from-hometown.

Now my sis and I were feeling home-from-homesick. We got on the phone, as if reminiscing would get it out of our systems.

It didn’t.

Buttermilk Lane  in Galway, Ireland reflects the charm that inspires wanderlust. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

How “storied” are Galway’s streets? Many, including the lane shown here,
have been celebrated in paintings, plays, short stories, and song,
© Carolyn McGreevy

Common Sense Is Overrated

Ah, but I was buried in work. Carolyn had her own “to do” list, plus grandkids and a geriatric cat. And what about the budget yada-yada, maybe next year, you can’t do it all, etc. Such were the sensible thoughts assailing my deadline-addled brain.

I asked my sister when she’d last visited Ireland.

“1980.”

“But that’s—that’s –” (Math was never my strong suit.)

“Thirty-eight years.”

Seems she’d been busy. Something about raising several children while holding down a job in the medical field.

Ten minutes later, I’d filled out her passport application.

A sign painter and photographer at the Crane Bar,  Galway reflect the friendliness that inspires wanderlust for Ireland. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

High-tech skills and artisan trades flourish side-by-side in Ireland.
Above, a traditional sign painter chats with a digital photographer.
© Carolyn McGreevy

Hare, There, and Everywhere

“Why is there a rabbit looking through binoculars up there?” my sister asks as we pass Tigh Neachtain.

“A what doing what?” I sagely reply.

Tigh Neachtain is a popular Galway pub. As a collegian, I’d spent more time looking at that pub from the inside than the outside. I’d never noticed the giant metal sculpture affixed to the roof.  

A sculpture of a hare in Galway reflects the whimsy that inspires wanderlust for Ireland. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

Until 1894 Tigh Neachtain was home to animal-rights advocate Richard Martin.
Could that explain the watchful hare?
© Carolyn McGreevy

Later we consult Conall, an avid history buff who has lived in Galway all his life. I feel inanely vindicated when Conall says, “What giant rabbit?” 

Observing the Observer

But my sister is registering every detail, from the speed of the River Corrib’s galloping waves to the faintest of medieval epitaphs in St.Nicholas churchyard.

When we walk into town, I pause when she pauses to notice what she notices: the million little details I took for granted in the days when I lived there.

The heckling of seagulls and the dignity of the swans. The fragrance of peat fires wafting from rowhouses in the Claddagh, some that date back to when Claddagh was a fishing village. Now those rowhouses have satellite dishes.

Oh, I see: When you see a familiar place from another person’s perspective, you discover it anew.

A view of Galway reflects the historical interest that inspires winter wanderlust for Ireland. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

A view from the Galway Museum spans five centuries of architecture.
© Carolyn McGreevy

Sense, You’ve Been Gone

Have you ever felt that your senses were in need of a tune-up? Then travel to Galway for the holidays. Even if you have to bargain for a middle seat in the Crying-Baby and Loud-Snorers section.

Because in Galway, the holiday period isn’t a deadline. It’s an immersive seasonal experience, something to be savored like a properly brewed pot of tea.  

A tea shop window  in Galway, Ireland reflects the holiday charm that inspires winter wanderlust. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

Season’s greetings call for seasonal savoring at Cupán Tae.
© Carolyn McGreevy

A tea shop in Galway, Ireland reflects the vibrant design that inspires winter wanderlust. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

By Irish tradition, tea should be brewed until it’s “strong enough to trot a mouse across.”
© Carolyn McGreevy

Winter Wander Lands

The night we arrive, the city is bejeweled and illuminated. Deck the halls? Why, they’ve decked every lintel and laneway. From Eyre Square to the Spanish Arch, holiday markets bustle, there’s live music at every corner, and the sheer pleasure of strolling is not to be missed.

A world-renowned center of theater, Galway becomes one big stage set for the holidays.
© Carolyn McGreevy

Galway’s Continental Christmas Market runs mid-November to late December.
© Carolyn McGreevy

O’Connor’s Famous Pub  in Galway reflects the whimsy that inspires wanderlust for Ireland. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

O’Connor’s Famous Pub takes a playful approach to old-school images of Ireland.
© Carolyn McGreevy

The fireside at O’Connor’s Famous Pub  in Galway reflects the humor and hospitality that inspire holiday travel to Ireland. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

“So hang your stockings and”—oh my!
© Joyce McGreevy

The Joy of Irish Cooking

Galway’s famous creativity extends to its outstanding culinary scene.  During the holidays, when shops are busy, Galway’s food purveyors are busier still. Galwegians place a high premium on getting together for a cuppa, a cozy meal, and a good long chat.

My sister’s advice is:

  1. Abandon any stereotypes about Irish cookery.
  2. Prepare to be wowed by the breadth of choices.
  3. Pack an extra suitcase. Preferably one the size of a walk-in pantry.
An array of gourmet foods at McCambridge’s in Galway reflects the culinary sophistication that inspires wanderlust for Ireland. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

Irish diners’ tastes in food are far more diverse than persistent stereotypes suggest.
Location: McCambridge’s of Galway.
© Carolyn McGreevy

Sisterly Advice

Carolyn also advises flying to your destination via its national airline. “Flying Aer Lingus made me feel like we were in Ireland from the moment we boarded.”

A rainbow above Aer Lingus jets at Dublin International Airport inspires wanderlust for a return visit to Ireland. (Image © Carolyn McGreevy)

As other passengers watch their phones, Carolyn captures a fitting farewell.
© Carolyn McGreevy

Here’s what I’ve learned: Common sense can keep you “on task,” but winter wanderlust can do wonders for your senses. Flexibility can make “surprise holiday travel” surprisingly do-able.

And as for traveling with your sister? Well, that can inspire sibling revelry.

Two sisters, Joyce McGreevy and Carolyn McGreevy, agree that the holidays inspire wanderlust for Galway, Ireland. (Image © Joyce McGreevy/Carolyn McGreevy)

Two photogs trade views. My sister Carolyn is at right.  Locations: Kai Café (L)
and The Kitchen Café at Galway Museum.
© Carolyn McGreevy/Joyce McGreevy

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Whose Trip Are You Taking?

by Joyce McGreevy on September 17, 2018

People at a food stand in London remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Go to that “great little place” or discover your own great little place–it’s your trip. (London)
© Joyce McGreevy

When Travel Tips Hit the Tipping Point

It begins innocently. The planning, the packing, a travel tip or two. “Roll, don’t fold, your clothes.” “If you’re heading to A, you might enjoy B and C.”

Now Sam and Kate are at the airport. They’re excited, eager to make personal travel discoveries on their very first trip overseas. New place, new people, new language, new food, new everything. They post a brief announcement on social media and get numerous “Likes.”

People outside a museum in London remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Here’s a crazy thought: What if you traveled as you liked to travel?
© Joyce McGreevy

A Tip or Two

Many people add well wishes. “Bon voyage!” “Enjoy!”

Some people offer suggestions. “Will you visit X? It’s lovely this time of year.” “Do sample some Y—it’s delicious!” “Stop in at Z.”

Sam and Kate smile, turn their phones to “airplane” mode, and head onboard.  They plan to read a little, eat a little, and sleep a lot.

Stacks of baggage in New Zealand remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Travel light. You needn’t bring along everybody else’s baggage. (Auckland)
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You’ve Got Travel Tips

There’s WiFi on the flight. Sam and Kate resist the curious urge to check work email. But they can’t help seeing that their social media notifications have blown up.

There are travel tips—lots of travel tips. “Make sure you get to  . . .” “Man, you’ve so gotta do . . .” “If you don’t see [Name of Town], then you really haven’t seen [Name of Country].” Even though lots of people who are native to [Name of Country] have never been to [Name of Town].

People admiring art in California remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Forming our own perspectives is part of the travel experience. (Los Angeles)
© Joyce McGreevy

My Travel Tips Are Better Than Your Travel Tips

“Where are you sitting on the plane?” posts a friend-of-a-friend from Sam’s middle school days. He links to a post entitled, “Top Ten Hacks to Upgrade Your Seat After Take-Off.”

Then there’s this: “My wife and I paid only $29 round-trip and got upgraded to First Class when we traveled overseas. Our miles even scored us a 5-star hotel and VIP access to the Festival.”

Ladies and gentlemen, start your search engines. The competitive travel posts are on.

Diners at a restaurant in Vienna remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Craving ornate? Great! (Above: Vienna) Rather eat a chip? It’s your trip! (Below: Athens)
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A bag of chips in Athens reminds a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

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Let the Tips Fall Where They May

Some folks post travel advice. Lots of travel advice.  Some posters recap research Sam and Kate have already done.

Some offer “To Do” lists: 50 SIGHTS YOU SIMPLY MUST SEE.

“Why is this list shouting at us?” says Kate. “What if we don’t want to see the Museum of 12th Century Dental Instruments?”

Some offer “Skip It” lists: 50 PLACES TO SKIP CUZ THEY’RE SO CLICHÉ.

“We’ve dreamed of seeing those places for years,” says Sam. “Now we’re supposed to ignore them?”

A garden in Schonnbrun Palace in Austria reminds a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Wherever you travel, travel your own way. (Vienna)
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1,001 Travel Tips Before You Land

Some posts declare that Sam and Kate’s destination is too cold, too hot, too crowded, too quiet, too pricy, too bare-bones, possibly too This, and definitely too That.

A post from Cousin Bud warns of obscure laws that could lead to Sam and Kate being thrown into a medieval prison for life—just for buying ice cream from a street vendor! “Be safe, you guys!!!!!!” says Cousin Bud, using up a lifetime’s allotment of exclamation marks.

People dancing at a party remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Care to dance all night? That’s all right! (Wedding party in Bodrum, Turkey)
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People at a café in Vienna remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Prefer a quiet café? Travel your way. (Vienna)
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Here a Tip, There a Tip, Everywhere a Travel Tip

Some folks post photos of their own visits to Sam and Kate’s travel destination, complete with travel tips so contradictory that two commenters get into a side argument.

Loved this restaurant! You must dine there to truly experience the culture.”

“Meh. Avoid. The food was so-so.”

An airplane propeller over New Zealand reminds a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Some travel guidance is great, but it’s also okay to wing it. 
© Joyce McGreevy

Tipping the Baggage Scale

Sam and Kate eat their now-cold airline meal, decide they’ve read enough, and  wearily try to get some sleep. Only they forget to turn down the volume buttons on their phones.

“It’s Aunt Agatha and Uncle Mortimer,” says Kate grimly.

“Is everything okay?” asks Sam.

“No. They saw that we checked in online at that airport deli and they’re hurt that we didn’t let them know we were in town.”

“But we were only changing planes—in Newark! They’re two hours’ drive away.”

Now Sam and Kate have a little guilt trip to go with their overseas trip. Sleep-deprived, jet-lagged, but still excited, they go through Customs, and despite plans to take the bus, decide on impulse to take a taxi.

A mural in Vienna reminds a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Forget competitive travel. Travel your own way.
© Joyce McGreevy

Tripping Over Trip Tips

They have such a lovely chat with the driver, who speaks eloquently of his beloved native city, that they ask if he’d mind being in a photo with them. The friendly driver obliges. Posting the photo, Sam writes “We’ve arrived! Wow, judging by the airline crew, airport staff, and our taxi driver, people here are awesome!”

Cue the horror-story posts about dishonest taxi drivers, currency-exchange scams, links to bus schedules, travel tips on tipping, and something from Cousin Bud about how someone woke up in a hotel bathtub missing a kidney. Also a post from Mr. and Mrs. Competitive about the time they got upgraded to a gold-plated limo.

Sam and Kate haven’t just arrived overseas. They’ve brought along an online Greek chorus.

An illustration of the Parthenon in Athens reminds a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Don’t let social media posts and other travel tips get in the way of your own travel discoveries. 
© Joyce McGreevy

Tip, Tip, Tip—Boom!

Suddenly, they have a vision of how their travels could unfold—a torrent of travel tips that sound increasingly imperative: “Visit X!” “Beware of Y!” “ Must see Z!”

Suddenly, they don’t care who has traveled overseas earlier, faster, cheaper, better, more smoothly, more authentically, or more luxuriously. They don’t care if the local citizenry threw a parade for Mr. and Mrs. Competitive and named a national holiday in their honor.

Suddenly, Sam and Kate experience an oh-I-see moment. Suddenly, each of them hears an unspoken question: Whose trip are you taking?

With that, they turn off their mobile devices and the travel tips.

Crowds relaxing at a park in Vienna remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Happy in a crowd? That’s allowed. (Vienna)
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Steps on a hillside in Serifos, Greece remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

Need solitude? Give yourself latitude. (Serifos, Greece)
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Tripping Merrily Along

From that point on, Sam and Kate make: (A) their own way; (B) the occasional mistake; and (C) many personal travel discoveries.

It all works out.

They even buy ice cream from a street vendor.

Sunglasses and ice cream in New Zealand remind a writer that travel tips and travel advice don’t outrank personal travel discoveries. (Image © Joyce McGreevy)

No wallets, kidneys, or obscure laws were violated
in the eating of this ice cream. (New Zealand)
© Joyce McGreevy

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Savoring Summer

by Joyce McGreevy on July 30, 2018

A woman sitting by the Oregon shore suggests why savoring summer can be a life-changing experience. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

When’s the last time you took a breather?
© Joyce McGreevy (Featured: Margie McGreevy)

The Life-Changing Experience
of Celebrating the Season

Having a good summer? Or did it register merely as high temperatures while you went about your daily business? Considering the seriousness of world issues and the stress of busy lives, does it even make sense to celebrate this season?

Yes! Savoring summer can be a life-changing experience.

A sun-themed collage evokes the beauty of savoring summer. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

Summer sun appears in countless ways.
© Joyce McGreevy

Our brains respond to summer, even if the rest of us ignores it.

Studies have identified two neural responses to summer that seem contradictory. When summer’s heat is on, our brain responses really do slow down. Yet the brain’s ability to respond to tasks that require sustained attention actually peaks in summer.

Does that mean we should turn up the office A/C and focus our high-functioning attention on GTD—Getting Things Done? Or could it mean that summer offers a two-fold opportunity? One, to let our brains slow down. Two, to apply summer-peak focus to more than just mundane tasks.

Sunset on the Oregon shore suggests why savoring summer can be a life-changing experience. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

When’s the last time you took a walk by the water?
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“Smell the sea and feel the sky.”

Maybe you’ve seen that recent study on the benefits of extended “forest-bathing.” Or the one about standing barefoot on grass for a moment. “Big Duh” Spoiler Alert: Being outdoors is good for you.

Poets have known this all along. “Smell the sea and feel the sky. Let your soul and spirit fly,” sang Van Morrison. Even Ralph Waldo Emerson, a philosopher one pictures barnacled to a desk, declared, “Live in the sunshine. Swim in the sea. Drink in the wild air.”

In summer, sensory experience is amplified. It’s the warmth on your skin, reminding you that, “Oh right, I have a body!” That there’s more to you more than a suit of clothes with a head poking out at the top.

Bare feet on grass suggest the pleasure of savoring summer. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

Hello, silly toes! It’s nice to see you again.
© Joyce McGreevy

It’s the rumbling roar and briny scent of ocean waves. The chorus of birds broadcasting nature’s morning news. A sunset so vibrant it practically cries out, “Aren’t you glad you didn’t miss this?”

Craft your own summer.

Summer also meshes with the sensory appeal of what we humans carry. The smell of cocoa butter. The thwack of a baseball bat hitting a home run. The itch of sand in . . . interesting places. The overheard music that transports us to other summers. There’s even a song about that, Eric Church’s “Springsteen”:

“To this day when I hear that song
I see you standin’ there all night long
Discount shades, store bought tan
Flip flops and cut-off jeans”

What were your artifacts of summers past? What human-made objects are part of your summer today?

A street scene on Waikehe Island suggests the pleasure of savoring summer. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

When’s the last time you sipped lemonade?
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Savor summer foods.

“I always like summer
best
you can eat fresh corn
from daddy’s garden”

So says Nikki Giovanni in the poem “Knoxville, Tennessee.” What tastes like summer to you? A luscious peach warm from the tree? The salty, syrupy crunch of fairground snacks? The heirloom-tomato and lime-kissed gazpacho your mom used to make? The sour-cherry pie that always held enough slices for everyone?

Summer like a child.

When we were kids, summer marked the beginning of adventure. Boredom was our ally then, because it spurred us into devising games, stories, lemonade stands, and neighborhood track meets—anything to avoid the dreaded alternative, Chores.

We climbed trees, sat under them for hours with books, and turned the stories into plays, casting them with any available siblings, dolls, and pets.

A tree house evokes the pleasure of savoring summer. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

When’s the last time you saw the world from a treehouse?
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We did not “set goals” or work on “self-improvement.” We gave into obsessions. Like reading every Nancy Drew mystery or book about ancient Egypt.  Learning to skateboard, draw a horse, do magic tricks, blow chewing-gum bubbles, craft a lanyard, or make up dance routines to radio songs.

Now that we’re all grown up, why settle for staring at phones and online episodes?

Imagine taking out the teeny-tiny key to that little pink diary you kept in fifth grade. Picture the “Bestest, Funnest Day Ever!!!!!” What simple pleasure or Big Adventure is written there?

Sandcastles on the beach suggest the pleasure of savoring summer. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

Give yourself a hall pass and rediscover recess. You’ll be the better for it.
© Joyce McGreevy

Cast summer magic.

When I was a kid, summer nights were for suppers on the patio, outdoor concerts, and coming home from the beach so drowsy that our parents carried us in from the station wagon and put us to bed. Okay, maybe some of us pretended to be asleep, cherishing the safety of a parent’s TLC.

One summer my sister Carolyn and I investigated The Mystery of The Fast-Growing Zucchini. For several nights, we went on stake-out, setting up sleeping bags in the garden and staring intently, determined not to . . . (yawn) . . . fall . . . asleep . .  . . .

Although we never did crack the case, we had delightful conversations, made up the silliest songs, and even experienced the thrill of star-diving: We’d lie on the grass and convince our brains that the sky was below us. Then we’d “dive” in.

What magic are you making time for? When did you last look up at the sky? Or carry supper outside? Or swap family anecdotes as sunset deepened into inkiest night? Until you could no longer see each other but sensed and appreciated each other’s presence?

The full moon over a desert suburb in Palm Springs evokes the beauty of savoring summer. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

When’s the last time you stopped for the summer moon?
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Share summer abundance.

But what does it matter? In a world that can feel as cold and uncertain as an iced-over alley at midnight, isn’t it frivolous to celebrate summer?

Here’s the thing:

  • Those outdoor summers remind you that the environment is not a concept, but where we all live.
  • The summer garden you savor feeds your persistence through the winter.
  • Summer cooks know that the secret to sweetening sour-cherry pie is to share it.
  • Summer nights, when you gather in a circle of belonging, reveal real-life magic: Your circle has the potential to expand. Your circle can grow as big as the Earth is round. Your circle can welcome as many people as there are stars in the sky.

A vintage house in Illinois evokes the beauty of savoring summer. (Image @ Joyce McGreevy)

When’s the last time you sat on the porch and watched the world go by?
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So why give your summer brain a change of focus? Why invite your body for a visit?

Oh, I see: To refill the well.

Only then can you draw strength to do what needs to be done. Only then can you refresh yourself with the clarity to know what that is.

Can savoring summer be a life-changing experience? Goodness, yes. And not just for you.

Need a reminder of summer-night magic? Listen to Allen Toussaint’s “Southern Nights” here.

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