The other night John played some music that made me nostalgic for Belfast. I get these pangs every so often, especially in the summer (probably because I am dying of heat).
For those of you that don't know, John is from Belfast. We were married and lived there for three years before deciding to head back to the States. Tyler was born there. Belfast holds a lot of firsts for me!
The music put me in the mood to peruse old photos. I discovered 1) that a lot of photos are not in my iphoto (in John's) 2) I still have a LOT of photos to scan 3) why the h*ll did I not take MORE photos?!
This last point actually reminds me of a project I have. I can't tell you lest someone should fly over to Belfast and steal my idea!
Some great points about Belfast:
Instead of asking How are you?, they say 'bout ye? or Alright?
Best chips (fries) ever, wrapped in paper with malt vinegar
Best crisp (chips) flavors EVER, where else can you get baked beans flavor??
Green green green
The smell of wet earth
The massive talent pool of musicians
Potato farls and soda bread
An Ulster Fry
The biggest bonfires you could imagine
Living in a place that is "war torn" without actually being in danger (this one might need more explaining later)
Living in and seeing buildings that are actually old (more than 100 years old constitutes old)
I feel like packing up some bags and heading to LAX right now.
The City Hall
Prince Albert's Clock
Samson & Goliath, this is where the Titanic was built
Police vehicle, normally they have paint splattered all over the sides.
St. Anne's Cathedral
The back of Cave Hill
Mount Stewart. One of the most beautiful places ever... EVER.
North Coast. Dunluce Castle
Random church on the North Coast
Murals on government housing just down the street
Another mural just down the street
Tyler and I overlooking Belfast Lough
Giant's Causeway. Tyler gives a bit of scale
More of Dunluce
Another church just down the way