Happy Mother’s Day to all of you mothers out there!
We had a little time this morning to walk around before meeting the choir at the bus. Here is the city on a beautiful, sunny day.
Prince Albert's clock without raindrops
Love the buildings
Belfast Cathedral
Front of Belfast Cathedral
Inside cathedral
I am writing this on the coach as we make our way from Belfast to Dublin. If it seems a little disjointed, blame it on the incredible scenery that I keep looking at in between sentences.
The choir was split between two wards, and thoroughly enjoyed mingling with the members of the wards. Sundays are often the favorite days of tour. I hear the choir was featured throughout the meetings, putting together spontaneous performances. It’s not really a stretch, though! A quick lunch was eaten, and we met at a third chapel to pack the coach and be on our way—early, no less!
I will try to take photos along the way to give you just a peek at the beauty here, but it’s impossible to really show you. This is most definitely a place to which each of us would love to return.
Clouds along the drive
It was almost a three hour coach ride, so in between good Sabbath conversations many caught needed Sabbath naps.
We were greeted at the Dublin Stake Center with a good supper that was ready when we arrived, and we moved quickly into the chapel to prepare for our first fireside of tour.
Gathering for the rehearsal
We love the firesides, as they are a little more personal and allow for strong bearing of testimonies. The chapel was full, and the response wonderful. A great beginning to a new city.
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Sandefur! Thank you so much for this whole blog. Amazing! One request, can you please change your entries so I don’t get so homesick for Singers tour?? I want to be there with you guys! And may I just ask, where are the frogs in the toilets, dysentery, fainting spells, people with semi-automatic weapons, crazy tour guides, butter sandwiches, and all the other things that were on my tours? (P.S. I really am glad you guys are having an amazing time…)
I read this day’s blog before I read yesterday’s. I thought I was going to learn a new architectural term–Prince Albert’s Clock without “drops”. I was ready to look at my architecture encyclopedia to look up what a “drop” was.Then I saw the version with drops on yesterday’s blog. Drops of water. Duhhhh!
Sandefur, THANK YOU so very much. We love this blog and we’re hooked to it. Here’s an interesting little story. The family that Scott stayed with in Belfast was baptized by Ken Ashcroft. Scott’s sister Stephanie is married to Ken’s brother, Jeff. Some people would call that coincidence, but I think not. We are cheering for you from Logan!
We can’t begin to describe how much we love reading the blog and seeing the pictures of the incredibly beautiful places that you are visiting. Thank you Sandefur, for all your effort and time in recording these experiences so that they can be shared. We are loving this tour, and only wish we’d figured out a way to tag along. We are sure that our cherished Singers are doing a fabulous job of ambassadorship as well as singing/playing/dancing. It’s a great blessing for all. And we are cheering you on! Love, The Oaks
I clarified the raindrops, Dale. Thought of it last night, but I was working fast to get it up before 12:30 a.m. and forgot to fix it. It should be an architectural term, you’re right! It’s part of the everyday architecture here!
And now we enter the land of my ancestors. Dublin is where Barnabas McCann and Jane Ravenhill were married. Aren’t those names wonderful? They joined the church and sailed to America to join the saints. Someday I’d like to get there myself. Thanks again Sandefur for all the blogging.
What a wonderful Sabbath Day! Many thanks for the updates, Sandefur. 🙂