Just got back from a trip to Claddaghduff in Ireland. We stayed next door to the cottage we used to stay in when I was a kid. It’s opposite Omey Island which is a tidal island meaning you can walk over to it across the sand when the tide is out twice a day. It’s about a 4km walk to get to the other side of the island.
I remember walking up to the pub to use their payphone and call the nintendo hotline in the 90s when I was stuck in my Zelda game. The pay phone is gone, but almost everything else here is the same.
My bedroom faced Omey and nothing gave me more pleasure than watching the tide come in and out every day and shouting about how far in or out it was.
Now I’m back in NYC and kinda devastated I have no tides to watch.
