day 87: walking tour

july 10. don't do a walking tour with a bum foot. ouch. i somehow made it through several "death marches" around dublin, and ended up in a pretty foul mood by the end of them.

on a high note, i got to see (i think) the oldest biblical papyrus in existence. a portion of the book of john, it was penned only fifty years after john wrote the book of john! pretty amazing! i had goosebumps looking at it. they don't let you take pictures of it, however, so you will just have to trust me when i say that it was amazing, and know that if i could've taken pictures of it, i would've gone snap-happy and it would be the photo of the day..

for now, you will have to content yourself with this one:

day 36: puddle

i went for a walk today, and walked between two puddles. i looked down, but felt as if i were looking up. i felt a tinge of dizziness and pulled out the atrix, since the rebel doesn't usually accompany me on these kinds of walks. although it really should, since i almost always end up noticing some little thing and snapping a picture. a snapshot. that's what this is. the puddle was quite brown, and not as pretty in a picture as in realtime.

day 34: something sad

i took a walk through a graveyard on Sunday. It was so nice, and i find graveyards kind of peaceful, in a way, and historical. makes you really step back and look at what's important in your own life.

anyways, i saw this marker, and it really made me sad. i can't even imagine what their parents and family and the community was feeling when this happened. i mourned a little for the century-plus old deaths.