the first farewell

Conor and I stopped in Magherafelt this weekend to say goodbye to my friend, Tom Mullin. He's become quite a good friend throughout my time here in 'norn iron and it was sad to bid the first farewell :(

By the time we left Magherafelt to head back to Newry, it was about 11:30 p.m. I was a little knackered and fell asleep about five minutes into the car journey. I must have been EXTREMELY tired, because it was only when we arrived back in Newry an hour and a half later was I informed by Conor that we had gone through two police checks. Apparently, police in Northern Ireland are starting to have checkpoints again at night to make sure there isn't any funny business going on (i.e. bombs being transported across the country). Supposedly they had flashlights, asked where he was going and who the sleeping girl in the passenger seat was, checked the backseat, and checked the trunk. This happened twice, and I slept through the entire thing. I'm completely oblivious.

4 days until my mom arrives :)
1 week and 3 days until I depart for home!

Cheers,
Karen