It's been a while since we've had a castle jaunt and today, being the first Wednesday of the month, it was the day to finally visit Cahir Castle (that's "Keer" as we found out last time. We visited this part of Co. Tipperary way back near Christmas 2014 and the castle was shut for repairs so it's been on the "to do" list for a while. It was almost a 2 hour drive down to the castle and we were pleased to see there were hardly any thrifty types there at all - '1s...

After our fun three days in Dubai and the trying and tiring day to get here, sleeping in was, without a doubt, our first order of business in Ireland. Then bacon. Yup, 4 months without pork products was no doubt great for our health but woeful for morale. We shopped, collected eggs, caught up with our friends down in the mobile home at Cahore beach (and said hello to all the doggies - on 'holiday' at the beach with their owners for the first week of our stay)....

Sunday 18 September saw our final departure from Asia and we headed from Kuala Lumpur to Dubai in a fairly orderly fashion - queue, queue, queue, stress, run, collapse with a minute to spare into our seats... then wait an hour on the plane for everyone behind us in all the queues to make it to the plane. We left an hour late and arrived 10 minutes late - via every bump in the sky between Malaysia and Dubai - but it shows they can catch up time when they have to....

If a whirlwind can last 3 nights, then KL was a whirlwind stopover. We had a good flight in on the evening of the 15th and eventually plonked ourselves down into a metered taxi and headed into the unknown. The reason our classy looking B&B couldn't accommodate us was yet to be known, but they'd reserved us a night at a newly opened hotel just down the road and, bonus, it was only going to cost 100 RM instead of 220 RM. The driver pumped Hotel 126 into the ...

Weeks 16 and 17 have finally crawled by and as we sit at Langkawi Airport (with lots of lovely time to spare), it's time to write farewell to Langkawi. A mere couple of weeks ago it was a red letter day and after two and a half years, in the cheapest country in the world, I finally hit the hairdresser. An hour and 20 minutes later (and about 10 euros if you can believe it), I left a new woman. Obviously my hair was in dire need of a cut... but I must admit the...