So, it's been a while since we've updated this blog. It's been quite busy and quite exciting around here lately, so I haven't taken the time to write anything. No promises, but I hope to change that over the next few weeks.
Anyway, a week after meeting the "notorious" Gerry Adams, Juli, my mom, Ashlyn, and I met Enda Kenny out in Galway. If you didn't know Gerry Adams, you probably wouldn't know Enda Kenny, but with the Irish elections in 2 days, Enda should end up being the next Taoiseach (pronounced tea-shuck) or Prime Minister of the Republic of Ireland by the weeks end. The "meeting" was simply one of those "let's go shake hands with the guy & the baby & get a nice photo op" type thing, but once he discovered I was a Texan and not an Irishman, a corny joke about Waco or something or other was thrown out and the Fine Gael political machine was on its way farther down the street. Given the fact that I've never even been in the same building with any US President, past or present, and that I wound up meeting two very famous Irish politicians in the space of 7 days, confirms for me that at least in Ireland, all politics are local. - Shay
