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Day 5: Westport (August 20, 2019)

I’m still alive! And well, some things don’t go as planned. I had written most of a very detailed account of August 20, and then coming back to finish it a week later it seems to not have saved. (Good internet and spare time are hard to come by with this type of travel) So […]

Day 4: County Mayo (August 19, 2019)

…I’ve gotten quite behind on posting, but am fortunate to have found some time to catch up a bit while sitting for lunch at the Museum for Country life in Castlebar, County Mayo. I’d heard about County Mayo all my life, from my mom and Grandpa Chuck, but I really knew nothing about it. Just […]

Day 3: Howth (August 18, 2019)

So I woke up pretty early after having a wicked dream that was a mashup of war imagery inspired by the Kilmainhaim Gaol tour from the day before and scenes and people from throughout my life. After shaking that off, I said so long to my Wisconsin hostel mates and headed out to the city […]

Day 2: Kilmainhaim Gaol (August 17, 2019)

So Ireland *is* amazing. I’m trying to be careful not to mindlessly romanticize this place and “the people” here, but it really has felt incredible to start to get my bearings and meet some folks. I chose to go with Kilmainhaim Gaol (Gaol is pronounced like jail, not gahowl, whoops…), because it was the “#1 […]

Day 1: Whew…I’m in Ireland (August 16, 2019)

It took almost 34 years to get here, but I made it to Ireland. I’m going into this whole thing pretty ungrounded. It’s always been hard for me to conceive of traveling anywhere without a concrete *reason*, or as part of a structured program. But this past May, following a Spring memorial service for my […]


Hello. My name is Erick Boustead. Welcome to my blog. Before anything else, a content warning. The following will include stuff about suicide, drinking and addiction, grief, and “mental illness”. (I may add to this list as I go) This is the first time I’ve ever attempted blogging about personal stuff. I’m calling it a […]

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