Travel & Farming

August 24, 2016

Those of you who follow me on Facebook and/or Instagram know that our trip over to Ireland was a bit of a nightmare. But what you don’t know is that the trip back, was even worse. More delays, more missed connections, more endless, exhausting, enraging hours spent at effing airports. But this time I didn’t take to the social medias to off-load and vent, cos honestly, the sound of my own whining was starting to piss even me off and honestly no.2, who the f#*k would believe it happened all over again??  No, best to shut up, power through or one could risk being labeled social media’s whiniest travel bitch. At the end of the day we made it there, we made it back and for the next few months we’ll be staying exactly where we are cos I’m still holding onto too much anger and resentment over all of the travel trauma.

Now that thats out of the way, we’ll focus on some of the fun things we got up to while visiting the homeland. Granddad took a few days off work so he could hang with the boys, and one of those days we went farming.

The boys fell in love with the rabbits. So much so that all I’ve heard since the farm is “can we get a rabbit?”. And so far I haven’t been able to come up with a good enough reason as to why we can’t, so there maybe rabbits in our future.

If Cullen shares his trucks with you its a huge deal. Trucks are his life. This rabbit was offered one of his tow trucks, this makes them forever friends.

Granddad and Keane befriend some geese.

A random lama.

Some not very shy goats.

A young reindeer.

We arrived at the stables in time to give the donkeys lunch.

Then it was time to feed the baby goats.

Either Granddad didn’t realize the go-carts were just for kids or he didn’t care.

Oh and there’s the rage of Cullen, cos no-one is pushing him.

A lot of effort going into getting this go-cart off and running.

One last visit with the rabbits before we left, but this time we got to hold one.

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