In November, a gaggle of Belvo ladies traveled north to Carlingford - a beautiful seaside town near the border of Northern Ireland. We rented a couple of houses for two nights and had so much fun gallivanting around the town. It was the perfect way for all of us of get to know some of the brave newer players who joined us. On the first night we took over one of the local pubs. The next morning after scavenging for food, we went to the Carlingford Outdoor Centre where split into two teams (Irish vs. non-Irish) and went head to head on various challenges. Of course the non-Irish kicked bootie on the ropes course, the Bishop’s Chair, the blind maze, and all puzzles. The Irish team may have another story. Regardless - we all had some fun stories to share later in the day. That night after watching a little footie on TV we headed to a country bar - that's right - country music, cowboy boots and hats, the whole bit. Strange in the northern part of Ireland, but a good hoedown none the less.
All in all, it was a fantastic weekend with some of my favorite ladies. Sadly, Glenn decided to stay home and battle a cold he had been suffering from for over two weeks at that point. He wanted to be sure he was healthy for our Thanksgiving trip to Plymouth. As of this post (11 January), Glenn is still fighting the same cold. He did go to the doctor last week. Perhaps one of the three antibiotics she prescribed will do the trick. Fingers crossed.
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