1,246 degree farenheit fiery embers. And...it was so easy. I didn't feel anything! I would so do it again. Prior to the 20 feet scurry across the embers, we went through a two hour "training." It was more like a think positive and leave the negative pep talk. There is no actual technique to firewalking other than walk fast and don't stop as you're walking. During the two hour pep talk, one of the exercises was where we had to repeat that we were strong, powerful and magnificent five times. So, now we all believe it (me and the other 29 firewalkers). Of course, Barry has to endure my saying this all the time now. I think he's enjoying all my new found self-confidence. He hasn't rolled his eyes or anything while I'm telling him how magnificent I am...nor, when I tell him how I walked on water...erm...fire. Here's a couple of photos of the actual firewalk area and then there's a video of me walking as if I'm holding two big rolls of carpet under my arm. I don't know what that's about.
My walk is at about 2 minutes and 15 seconds in the video there. Also, I went and saw an awesome show on Friday. Hofesh Shecter's Political Mother was the show. Brought to Derry as part of the City of Culture designation and it was really amazing. The music and the choreography was out of this world intense. Here's a clip of what it was but to see it in person is the way to go.
How awesome is that?
Lastly, yesterday was Mother's Day here and I got spoiled by my one year old daughter. She made me breakfast and bought me a pair of boots from Dorothy Perkins I'd had my eye on. Then she made me homemade sugar cookies and homemade lasagna! She's pretty talented for a one year old. She was even so eager to spend more time with her mommy that she refused to go to bed at her bedtime and instead filled my ears with the joy that is her crying. But, on the plus side to that, I technically get two Mother's Days because they don't celebrate Mother's Day til May in America there and I AM American so technically I do get two special days...right, Barry? He's very supportive of this idea, too. My little helper also helped me empty the dryer yesterday. Yes, that's right...a dryer! After two years of moaning I'm now the proud owner of a used dryer! It was bought from half a gypsy couple we think but it works so far and it hasn't tried to sell my a recliner or rug and it hasn't robbed me yet...hmm...although it did steal a bit of pocket change...so so far so good. I'll keep you posted on that.