Showing posts with label Northern Ireland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Northern Ireland. Show all posts

Monday, November 10, 2014

The Giant's Causeway

We're settled nicely back into London.  I really do love this city.
I'm editing photos like crazy... Venice, Kew Gardens and the wedding.
I can't wait to show you. Between working and squeezing in time with friends,
the days go by so fast.

Today's post is another stop on the family road trip and what an amazing place. 
It's really hard to describe the Giant's Causeway.
You have to see it to believe it.  I can certainly see how stories and legends
have been swirling around this spot for so many year.

Located on the North Atlantic Coastline of Northern Ireland,
tucked in between the dramatic cliffs and the churning waters,
you'll find 40,000 interlocking basalt columns.
Most of them hexagonal and the tallest about 39 feet.

It's almost hypnotic, each foot placement must be deliberate and thought out,
trying to find the best path across the ridge.
I've seen it referred to as the 8th Wonder of the World
and it is certainly wonderul.





















We climbed on the rocks like billy goats for about an hour,
each picking our own path.  It's an otherworldly landscape.
And then it was back into the car for our next stop.  


Have you followed in the footsteps of Finn MacCool?




Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Family Road Trip

In just a few short days I’ll be on my way back to Texas!  This will be my first visit since we moved to London almost three years ago.  To say that I’m completely overwhelmed is an understatement.  I just don’t know how I’m going to feel.  I’m sure it will be an emotional week reuniting with family and friends, not to mention my only child is getting married!  It will be a whirlwind week of excitement and Tex-Mex. 
 
I’m really looking forward to see these two again. 


My brother and my dad were here earlier this year for our epic road trip.  I’m surprised they are still speaking to me.  It was their first trip to the UK and within hours I had loaded them up in the car and we hit the road. 
 
Looking back, it probably wasn’t the best plan.  I wanted to show them EVERYTHING.  This meant they spent nine days in the back seat of our car as we drove to Wales, ferried over to Ireland, drove up to Northern Ireland, ferried over to Scotland, drove through the highlands and then all the way back to London.   It was way too ambitious but we managed to squeeze it all in, making wonderful memories along the way. 
 
It was an absolute joy to share this place with them.  From the second I arrived on this side of the pond, there has been this constant thought in my head about my family.  “I wish they were here.  They would love this!”  Every time one of them comes to visit, I feel complete, a dream fulfilled.  

Having them here was just perfect.  I knew my brother would love this place as much as I do and I was right.  I just had to look at him as he gazed out over the Highlands to know exactly how he was feeling.  It was one of those moments I’ll tuck away forever.

My dad is the photographer in the family.  I can't wait to see the photos he took of our trip.  My brother is an emergency room nurse (so proud of him).  So, of course, we had to go see the Florence Nightingale statue.
















 






























These are just some photos from a few of the many places along the way.  Over the next few weeks, I'll be sharing many more and some details about all of the places we visited on our intensive road trip.  

Where was your most memorable family road trip?




Monday, November 4, 2013

I've been to... with Matthew - Northern Ireland

Today Matthew is adding to his series "I've been to..."


I've been to Northern Ireland.

Northern Ireland has been synonymous with “The Troubles” for most of my lifetime, so visiting Belfast was my opportunity to see the epicentre of the conflict for myself.

The conflict in Northern Ireland is a complicated one to explain briefly.  The population is made up of around 65% loyalists, in the sense that they are loyal to the Queen.  They are predominantly protestant.  Around 35% of the population see themselves as republicans, in the sense that they would like to see the 6 counties of Northern Ireland join the 26 counties as the Republic of Ireland.  They are predominantly catholic.

Things were complicated by the fact that the constitution of the Republic of Ireland laid claim to the territory of Northern Ireland, and people born in Northern Ireland could choose between British and Irish citizenship.

After suffering general unrest since the Irish war of independence in 1920, the troubles began in earnest in the late 60’s, and raged through the 70’s and 80’s, increasingly spilling over to the British mainland.  I moved to London in 1992, and the threat of terrorism was a daily fact of life.  London had developed a reputation of being a dirty city, but when you lived there you quickly realised that this was because the authorities had taken away all the rubbish bins.  They represented a very convenient place to hide bombs.

The tube was frequently suspended as any unattended package was assumed to be a bomb, forcing a shut-down of the line.  I clearly remember the emotions when being evacuated from a station because of a suspect package – you knew it was almost certainly it was a false alarm, but the IRA did leave bombs on tubes in 1991 and 1992 so there was a real sense of fear as you (and several thousand others) tried to leave the station as quickly as possible.  You can imagine the anxiety in the air.

The troubles became very real for me on December 10th, 1992.  I was living in North London, and I’d got home unusually early, so was watching the 6 o’clock news with my flatmate.  Suddenly, there was a dull whoomph, and the bay windows to the garden bowed inwards before vibrating violently for several seconds.  We looked at each other, and almost simultaneously there was a report on the news that the IRA had called in a bomb warning to our local tube station, which was about 1/3 of a mile away.

The IRA realised that murdering innocent British civilians was bad for their PR, so they generally issued coded warnings to allow the authorities to evacuate civilians.  The police were seen as weapons of the oppressive British government, and therefore they were “legitimate” targets – the plan was to kill members of the emergency services as they completed evacuations.

I must have been one of the last people to travel through the station before it was closed.  Nobody was injured in the attack, but as it turned out, the blast we’d experienced had been from the detonator.  The IRA had packed a van with a fertilizer bomb, but the bulk of the explosives hadn’t been triggered by the detonator.  I can only imagine the damage that the bomb would have caused if the entire device had gone off.

The Good Friday agreement of 1998 effectively brought the troubles to an end, although there is still tension and the occasional outbreak of violence.  The agreement saw a devolution of government to the country, with power shared between the loyalist and republican communities.  A referendum was also held in the Republic of Ireland, through which 94% of voters agreed to amend the Irish constitution, removing the territorial claim to the 6 counties of Northern Ireland.

Belfast today is a city which today shows the scars of its past, mainly in the form of the extraordinary murals painted on the many buildings.   

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast
 
There are also a number of “peace walls”, large barriers built to separate the two communities.  Before the walls, a loyalist garden might back onto a republican garden, producing tension and conflict that the authorities could do without. 

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

It’s hard to believe that these walls can exist in your own country in the 21st century, as they look like they belong in see in Berlin or the Gaza strip,  But they are a reality and many of them actually have been constructed after the signing of the Good Friday agreement.

We took an open top bus trip around the city and experienced an echo of the bad old days.  The bus had to be diverted from its normal route down the loyalist Shankill road because of a demonstration taking place.   (This is why most of our particular photos show Republican imagery.)   It turned out to be an extension of a demonstration we saw outside Belfast town hall.

In 2012, a city council resolution limited the number of days on which the Union Jack (the British flag) could fly over Belfast to a maximum of 18 days a year, having previously been flown every day of the year.  Understandably, loyalists are extremely unhappy about not being able to fly their nation’s flag over the city’s main buildings.  It’s hard to imagine any other place where a group of politicians can decide to ban the flying of their country’s flag, but given Northern Ireland’s history, for the most serious issue of the day to be a dispute over the flying of a flag represents real progress.

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

The Troubles Murals in Belfast

It was fascinating to visit Belfast.  Tourism is growing strongly, driven in no small part by interest in understanding the troubles.  It is ironic that the thing that once drove the community apart is now something that brings it together.  We received a very warm welcome from everyone we met, and people seemed happy to finally be able to welcome people to their great city after so many years of isolation.


 We had a great time in Belfast.  We both felt very welcome and safe.
As Matthew mentioned, we toured Belfast on a double decker bus.
We chose a local family run business that did a decent job with the tour.
But, I will say that we felt very conspicuous driving through these neighborhoods snapping photos atop a big green bus.  The reality of the conflicts in Belfast are very current.
Looking back I would chose to take a Black Cab Tour instead.
They come very highly recommended and think it's important to hear this story.

Have you toured Belfast?  We'd love to hear your stories.