Week 15

Sligo, the town of W.B. Yeats! My time here has already been punctuated by my re-reading of "Dubliners" by James Joyce. As I talk with people here, read Irish literature and hear old rebel songs, I continue to gain respect for the Irish culture. Of course I knew before my trip that at least some Irish people were eloquent, Heaney for example, but I never realized how incredibly adept the Irish in general are at expressing themselves. In addition to that, they are also very hospitable. I was warmly welcomed both in Galway and here in Sligo, and everywhere I go people are really laid back. It is refreshing and a nice change from the ever busy German crowd.
The landscape here continues to be stunning, as you can see from the stolen phot on the left. That is more or less my view when I wake up every morning. Be jelous!
I have been doing a good bit of reading, trying to fill up the time here well, as well as walking the hills when I can. When I was in Galway, there was a lovely night when the wind was nothing more than a breeze. I walked up Salthill and stood, overlooking the Atlantic. As the sun went down in the west, a golden light hit the bay. I do love it here.
Well I don't have long to go now, I am in the home stretch for the trip. Just nine more days and I'll be back in Kansas, Lord willing. I will spend a few more days here and then it will be off to Dublin. I am very excited about seeing that famous city, more so knowing that it will be the last stop before seeing all you folks again!
Please continue to pray for me, I continue to struggle with myself, the flesh following its desires and the heart telling it to stop. I am reminded of Romans 7 daily, "For I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate." By God's grace I am slowly gaining ground, but it is always a struggle.
Thanks friends, I hope to write you again soon.
-Samwise Greenhill