Slán go Bryn Mawr

Chuir cuairt Léna agus mé go gcathair na dTailte Deargaí aríst ar feadh deireadh tseachtaine seo caite. Tá bheirt againn ag smaoinigh a cheannaigh cábáin ansiud in aice leis in na Sléibhte Naomh Bearnárdín. Bhí raibh i gcónaí Léna ina hEasannaí Fhoraois nuair ag freastail na hÓllscoil na dTailte Deargaí ansin.

Mar sin, tá súil agam a scríobh níos mó faoi an abhar seo go luath. Ina theannta sin, chonaic mé go leor ar lár stáiriúil. Cheannaigh mé pizza ó Gourmet; a duirt Leon liom ag gabhair é ann.

Ar ndóigh, fhill mé ar an grúdlann Hangar 24 ag imeall ar an aerphort. Fuair mé trí buadhail mhóra ath-lionadh go hionduil. Is breá liom ag fheicéail ar an úlloird óraiste beaga anuas timpeall ar fud na teoireanntaí thuaidh ann.

Is cuimhne liom nuair ag thiomaint go dtí na Cathair na hÁingeal ní raibh comartha bóthair go Bryn Mawr (Mór Cnoc i mBreatnais) idir Taillte Deargaí agus Cloch Deas ar bith níos mó. D'fhoghlaim mé eolas nuair taighde mé go raibh sé i gceangail leis an cathair na Cloch Deas. Mo shoal ar fad i gCalifoirnea, is maith liom ag fheicéail an t-ainm seo ar an bóthar mór fada soir; bhí Bryn Mawr gráig daois haois áit a raibh pácailte torthaí uair.

Gan amhras, finné mé t-athrú gach am go bhfeiceann an Impireacht Intíre. Bhí mé óg agus áthas orm ann. Caithim ag dul i bhfad níos mó ná uair agus leath a chlog (gan tracht ó abhaile nach beag ar lar na gCathair na hÁingeal!) a fheicéail ach fheirm bheag anois.

Goodbye to Bryn Mawr

Layne and I paid a visit to the city of Redlands again during a past weekend. The pair of us are thinking to buy a cabin out there nearby in the San Bernardino Mountains. Layne had lived in Forest Falls when attending the University of Redlands.

Therefore, I hope to write more about this material soon. Furthermore, I saw more of the historic downtown. I bought Gourmet Pizza; Leo told me to get it there.

Of course, I returned to Hangar 24 Brewery on the outskirts at the airport. I got three large bottles refilled as usual. I love seeing the last few orange orchards around the northern borders there.

I was reminded when driving back to Los Angeles that there was no road sign for Bryn Mawr (Big Hill in Welsh) between Redlands and Loma Linda anymore. I learned information when researching that it was joined with the city of Loma Linda. All my California life, I've always liked seeing this Welsh place name on the long freeway eastwards; Bryn Mawr was a hamlet a century old where fruit was packed once.

Without a doubt, I witness change each time I see the Inland Empire. I was young and happy there. I must be going far more than an hour and a half (without traffic from my home nearly in the center of Los Angeles) to see but a small farm now.