Second chapter! It may be boring now, but I need to work into the story in order to make it good!
:) So read and tell me what you're thinking! Ideas are always good too even though I already pretty much know how it's going to go.
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I woke up to the shaking turbulence on the jet. I love flying but not when there's clouds because you can't see around and down on mother earth. I just think there's something amazing about looking down on a mass of giant living rock and terrain.
My flight was 7 hours long and I had about ten minutes left. The seat belt sign flashed right then and the lady in the uniform came over the intercom queuing the end of the flight.
>> At The Airport<<
My goals today were, rent a car, find my housing I had previously rented, get settled in there and then it was just plan as I go. I do like having somewhat of a plan throughout the day but it was also fun to just wing it sometimes too. And that's what I planned to do today.
I grabbed my luggage and put it all on a cart ( It was way too much for me to carry!) and headed my way out the door to meet the designated driver I had arranged to give me a small tour of the way to my rental home.
I stood there for a while with my things waiting.
" Aye missy!" A gravelly and heavily accented voice came from my right. I turned to acknowledge the middle aged man with a smile, but not too polite because I wasn't used to the Irish ways yet. I wasn't sure if this man had a certain reputation or not. I mentally slapped myself for not looking into it further.
" Hello. You must be Bernard?" Such a great name for the face.
" Aye madam! And you must be Miss Alesia Evans, the American sweetheart and artist aye?"
I chuckled, well he certainly had his ways of showing gratitude, that was for sure. " Yes, sir, that would be me."
" Well whaddaya say we split like a herd o' turtles!" What? What was that supposed to mean? I thought I was going to have no problems with the Irish language except for the occasional slang every now and then, but if this is what the books were talking about then I had it coming for me.
" Pardon?" I felt my face flush a light pink. Such an American. I hated being a tourist.
He let out a bellowing laugh then, " Aye miss, forgive me, it's just my native tongue and run in the family humor. What I was referrin' to is that we get outta this here place and go find you that house o' yours." He looked at me expectantly.
" Ah, yes! Sure, sounds good. Lets."
I grabbed my things and he helped me get them into the car, then we drove off into the beautiful lands.
As we were driving he told me Irish tales but I was partially oblivious because the rolling green hills fascinated me to the end of time. It held astonishing beauty and I don't think anyone could ever think it's not amazing.
We slowed by a small cottage on the cliffs. Bernard came to a stop right outside the petite household.
" Well, here you are miss. I think you'll rather fancy this place! It's pretty cozy and it's close to town and what I imagine would be the places you'd fancy visitin'?" He said it like a question as if I would know. the answer.
" Yes, this will do nicely I imagine. Thank you for your kindness." I payed him his fare and stood smiling.
" I will send you a car today also ma'am. Should arrive as soon as I can get there and back."
" Sounds good! And thank you again Bernard, you've been a great help!"
" Aye madam, and if you need anything, you know who to ask."
" Who?"
" Me milady." He chuckled a deep laugh. And looked at me strangely.
Wow, I was definitely a space shot. Of course he was regarding himself for help.
" Oh! Yes, thank you so much!"
He turned then and puttered off making a small cloud of dust in his leave.
I turned too and peered up at the small cottage. I love houses like this. They made me feel so at home and comfy. I trudged up the stone steps, unlocked the door, and made my way inside. It had an unexplainable smell to it, like old wood and grass. It must be the peat stove. Don't get me wrong though, it was a great smell!
Throughout the evening I unpacked my things and got used to my cottage, it had an amazing view of the sea down over the ledges and far beyond. My car had arrived around dark so it was too late to go out exploring.
I grabbed my book I was reading at the moment and after about two hours I fell into another dreamy sleep.
