I don’t know if it was because of the lighthouse that smelled of human smoke. Han Qi slept very comfortably all night. He was not awakened by the waves or felt the roaring sea breeze. The next day When I woke up, the sky was just glowing with white light.
Looking back at the town, the lights are still on.
Han Qi started to pack up the tent and cut some bread for breakfast.
Slicing the baguette and spreading some butter on it is actually quite delicious. This is how Han Qi served most of his breakfasts while traveling in Ireland.
Everything was packed, so he sat on the beach and ate breakfast, looking at the sun that was about to rise in the distance.
The sunrise on the sea is different from the sunrise on the land. It is as if the sea surface has transformed him into a layer of feathers, making the morning sun appear less dry. But as time goes by, the sun completely rises above the water, so the sun on the sea surface The sun and the sun in the sky echoed each other, and the whole world instantly became brighter.
Han Qi stood up, played a set of air strikes on the beach to warm up, took one last look at the town, and drove on the road.
The domineering motorcycle drives on the roads of Ireland, and the rate of turning heads is almost 100%. Everyone who spots Han Qi's car will unconsciously look back and watch the car disappear from the field of vision, and then praise how handsome it is.
When driving a motorcycle in a windy place, leather jackets are standard equipment. They are not just for looking cool, but more importantly for wind protection. Brand new black toad glasses, and my slightly longer hair has not been taken care of recently and has been tied up casually. He looks very energetic.
To be honest, he is very handsome, but he is not the only one driving a heavy motorcycle on this road.
On this day, another man driving a motorcycle caught up from behind Han Qi. He followed Han Qi's car and looked at it for a long time before he asked: "Is this the Harley that was produced in 1966?"
Han Qi looked at him.
His car is not much different from mine. He wears leather clothes and leather trousers. He is probably over fifty years old. He has a cigarette in his mouth. His hair is very light and looks like a bald head when viewed against the sun. He has a beard around his mouth. It was so lush that it was already turning white.
He looks like an old rock singer, Han Qi thought to himself.
He replied: "I don't know the exact year, but it is definitely a Harley."
"Hey, of course I know what kind of car this is."
The old man drove the car parallel to Han Qi and said, "You must be a tourist from out of town. There have been no foreigners in our area for a long time."
What he said is true, because tourists are generally in the east of Ireland. Even in the west, there are only a few tourist cities. In a small place like theirs, let alone Asians coming from afar, even in the surrounding areas. They haven't seen each other twice in the country.
Of course Han Qi nodded: "Yes, I want to ride around Ireland."
When the old man heard what Han Qi said, he was immediately in awe.
Who loves motorcycles and hasn’t had such an ideal? They all want to visit their own country in its entirety, and he doesn’t know that the trip around Ireland that Han Qi mentioned is not just Ireland, but the entire island of Ireland.
Otherwise he will be even more surprised.
"Then this is the west. If your starting point is Dublin, then it seems that you are almost successful?"
"Yes."
"That's amazing." He sighed with emotion, and then said, "If I have enough time, I would like to chat with you more, but it will have to wait until I finish hosting a wedding. Do you want to come to attend?"
"Host the wedding?" Han Qi was surprised and looked at this person again.
The person who officiates weddings in Ireland is usually a priest, right?
How does he look like a priest?
"Yes, don't look at me like this, but I am indeed a priest."
Han Qi wanted to refuse, not from communicating with him, but from the wedding... The wedding was not the priest's, and he didn't know if the newlyweds who were about to get married would be willing to let him attend their wedding.
But he also wanted to know what it would be like for this person to officiate the wedding, so he agreed.
Following the priest, who was dressed like a rock veteran, they came to a small church. He stepped forward and spoke. Han Qi saw their faces become surprised, and then nodded happily.
The two of them walked towards Han Qi at the same time.
"Guests from afar, if you have nothing else to do, please come to our wedding. My name is Jim, and this is my lover, Candace."
"Hello, I am Han Qi, from China."
The handsome guy looks 27 or 27. Today he is radiant and particularly energetic.
After receiving Han Qi for a while, they went to work on the wedding.
After all this, Han Qi discovered that the priest had changed his equipment.
Now he took off his sunglasses and put on the white robe of a pastor. In just a few minutes, he changed from a rock singer to a kind pastor, which made Han Qi dumbfounded.
He came over and saw Han Qi's surprised expression, and said proudly: "My name is Gennagersen. You can ask around. I am very famous. I am a weightlifting champion in the pastoral world."
What?
Weightlifting champion?
Every step was really unexpected by Han Qi. A pastor who doesn't want to be a rock singer is not a good weightlifting champion?
But it's really interesting.
Han Qi smiled and nodded.
After attending the wedding, the pastor and Han Qi chatted a lot, and Han Qi also told a little about his story along the way.
He has been riding for more than a month. If he could explain the things he encountered in detail, he could not finish them in one night. With Han Qi's current ability to tell stories, even a simple story can be told vividly and wonderfully.
Diverse.
After all, this is the language organization ability of a professional writer and a guy who eats, it is no different.
It’s already the second day to hit the road again.
Just like the pastor said, after crossing the west of Ireland, the destination is not far away.
After two months, he finally returned to the starting point and the destination of this ride, Dublin.
Han Qi didn't just drive all the way, he often stopped to rest. Sometimes when passing by a place with beautiful scenery, Han Qi would even stop and sit on a small folding bench for a whole day.
He was thinking that he could finally return to China before Valentine's Day, and he and Ingrid made an appointment to travel to Tibet together in May.
Where it begins, it ends.
Han Qi came to the park in the suburbs of Dublin again.
In fact, there are no suburbs in Dublin in the true sense. Logically speaking, this place belongs to another small town.
It is normal for a small town to exist within a big city.
After sleeping in the tent, when I got up, I saw Saoirse sitting on the bench reading a book. At this time, she was wearing black-rimmed glasses and dressed very campus-style... Han Qi felt that this outfit looked better than before.
hundred times.
Han Qi stretched out and said while packing up the tent, "You are indeed here."
"I'm here every day." She closed the book and winked at Han Qi.
Han Qi put the packed tent back in the car, sat on the bench, and asked: "Why did you start reading mathematics?"
"I want to take the teacher's exam, so of course I have to read books."
"Ah?" Han Qi opened his mouth, confused, "Aren't you a violinist?"
"Yes, but what does this have to do with me being a violinist? When the students are in a bad mood, I can still show off my skills to the students. It's very exciting just thinking about it."
Han Qi thought about the scene, smiled, and said, "Yes, especially the teacher is so beautiful."
The pastor is like this, and so is Saoirse. It seems that in addition to their own jobs, they also attach great importance to part-time jobs.
Just like the people Han Qi has met along the way, they are both electricians and writers, advertising planners, and dance teachers. There is even a female tour guide who works in an acrobatic troupe. So it seems that it is okay for a violinist to want to be a teacher.
Big deal.
Life is short, do whatever you want to do, no matter what your identity is.
