A week ago spent the last day of the five week trip on the beach. If only it was possible to soak up all that sun, vitamin D and warm seas and bring it back home. Equally if only it was possible to find the words to describe the tones of the waves as they crested and rolled on the white sands. Or the colours of the sun as it sank towards the ocean.
Now have the reality of an Irish spring day, cold and damp one minute, sunshine and relatively mild the next.