“She dreams of mermaids and motorcycles and meeting a man who can dance.”
I met Jason by accident. While driving through Tralee, Ireland, I hit a curb, which resulted in a flat tire and left my friend and me stranded on the side of the road. We were two women in a strange country without a spare when a four-door sedan pulled up. If this were a John Grisham thriller, the story would take a turn for the worse and end with the neighbors testifying in front of a jury that they saw nothing but an abandoned car when they woke the next morning.
But this isn’t fiction — this is Ireland…
Read more from my column in The Boston Globe Magazine
I really enjoyed this piece. You had me at, “But this isn’t fiction – this is Ireland.”
I agree that we need to be open to opportunity and opportunity. Closed people are missing out on so much.
Thank you for sharing. -PM
I love reading your writings – I only hope that the guys that you wrote about read them as well!