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 Distance in Time
We witnessed an Irish resurrection. But all narrow and wretched roads form a sharp contrast to the seething urban development. Most of the roads are so narrow that it is difficult to meet another auto. The roads bumpy quality forces you to measure distance in time and not in length. It is useless to talk about miles when a road changes from highway to tractor road within a couple of minutes.
When you travel the western countryside you notice the custom to greet everyone who comes in your way. Every driver salutes by an easy nod or a raised hand. Curious children stand along the road. A nostalgic memory emerged in me, of my childhood's dirt roads and the small number of cars stirring up dust and a scent of the big world beyond.
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