I did not want to walk from the dart station by myself so I took a taxi. The driver was from Nigeria. First he asked me, “Why are you taking a taxi for such a short distance, are you cold?” I replied “A little bit, but I do not like to walk alone after dark in the city, I have only recently arrived from Croatia.” He added, “You’ve got to be strong, this life is hard and you must not be afraid, walk where others walk“. Hahaaa, then after few moments of hesitation he added: “How great is that I do not drink a lot because you have to be careful of these Irish guys, they are mad when they drink, they drink a lot and if I’m drunk I could be in danger”...
Firstly, thank you all for reading, you totally surprised me, two websites even transfered my blogs, and you read me in Croatia, BiH, Serbia, United Kingdom, Ireland, Sweden, Greece, Germany, Australia, Canada and the United States… Wooohooo…Thank you very much ..! As far as I know my great-grandmother was an Austro-Hungarian countess but she gave up everything for my great-grandfather. Why? It is one of those stories where love is stronger than all the obstacles which status, power and wealth may impose. You may already have predicted indeed how my great-grandfather was in contrast a poor farmer. Yes, I know that this castle is actually in Ireland and not in Austria, but let me fantasize …... Read More at life-in-dublin.com/the-princess-castle/ © Life in Dublin Follow me... The princess castle Firstly, thank you all for reading, you totally surprised me, two websites even transfered my blogs, and you read me in Croatia, BiH, Serbia, United Kingdom, Ireland...

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