So here’s the deal with Ballyvaughn. 38 years ago, Kay and I flew to London, spent the night, then took the train to Fishguard, Wales, and thence to Wexford, Ireland. It was Kay’s first trip abroad; I had been a few times. We drove all around the country, with stops all around the West Coast.ContinueContinue reading “Ballyvaughan and Galway”