A word about Ennis

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Just north of Limerick is a town named Ennis. For reasons not clear to me, my wife can’t stand this town.

In our two trips to Ireland, we have gone through Ennis four times.

The first time, my wife looked around and said “what an ugly little town. Let’s get out of here.”

On our way back she said “This town makes me glad we’re going home tomorrow.”

On our second trip, we got off the plane, rented a car and headed north, through Ennis.
As we went through the town, my wife looked around.
“I remember Ireland being a lot nicer than this,” she said. “Either it has gone down hill in the three years since we were last here, or we’re in Ennis.”

On our last full day of our last trip, we again went through town.
“This is f***ing Ennis isn’t?” my wife asked. “I hate this town. Let’s get out of here and go to the airport!”

Neither of us have any idea why she doesn’t like it. To me it looks the same as many of the other towns we drove through that she thought were charming. Even she can’t say what she doesn’t like about it, only that she doesn’t like it.

We joke that it must be some ancestral memory and one of her great, great, etc parents must have had problems in town. Since my wife also has a strong desire to some day own sheep, my guess is that one of her ancestors had their sheep stolen in Ennis.
But, it is only a theory.
No one knows for sure.

Comments

[temperlj.livejournal.com]

Fucking Ennis.

[cissa.livejournal.com]

FTW!

[pallid-regina.livejournal.com]

“Either it has gone down hill in the three years since we were last here, or we’re in Ennis.”

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

This is totally why I love you guys. Well. Plus a lot of other things. But also this.