From Brownstown Head to the newly painted Metal Man; whose warning of imminent danger to all sea going vessels in the area still rings loudly in the ears of locals ?Keep out good ship, keep out from me, For I am the rock of misery? to the unfortunate sunken ships (famous Sea Horse) that lie in a watery grave under the jagged rocks surrounding the bay, Tramore is an old town steeped in history.
By the 1750s the small fishing village of Tramore began to expand into a popular sea- side spa resort; promoting its sea water and coastal climates as a formula to good health and people started building properties to accommodate visitors and so the little village was transformed into the popular sea-side resort that it is today.
?Big Strand? is the English translation of its apt name as its famous golden sandy beach stretches for 5km, ending with one of nature?s wonders; beautiful sand dunes teaming with wildlife, ready for big and small children to explore.
As a youngster I grew up in the sleepy town of Tr? Mh?r, not so sleepy anymore, it has awakened into a busy sea side town for locals, visitors, day trippers, ?blow ins? and of course the prodigals returning home for a chat and catch-up with family and friends.
Tramore has everything to offer to its guests; Water Sports, Spa Treatments, Horse Riding, Tennis, Golf, Walking, Horse Racing, Festivals and Events, excellent Restaurants and Bars, all the ingredients for a good Irish holiday.
You can enjoy all the thrills and excitement you could want in Tramore?s 50-acre amusement park, and experience fun for all of the family at the all year round indoor leisure water leisure centre.
I can?t say enough about how beautiful the panoramic view from the Doneraile Walk is, or how on a warm summer day you can stroll along the shoreline and cool your heels in the clear waters, or grab a surf board and catch a wave or two before strolling up the long Promenade happy and content after a relaxing day at the beach.
The sunsets are spectacular over Tramore Bay and if you?re lucky enough to be standing on one of the sand dunes looking back at the town you might think you were in heaven as the sky turns watery blue and the setting sun is a golden orange ball, slowly slipping behind the headland and as night falls over the town all the lights of the amusement park sparkle and call you to join in the fun and frolics.
To me Tramore is a very special place, and whereever I travel to around the world I always tell people about my old home town by the sea and its charm and natural beauty and I hope by sharing this with you I can appeal to readers all over Ireland to return to good, old fashioned, fun family holidays at home in our own little, lush island of Ireland.
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Fellow Passengers: This week?s Promise Passage* (Genesis 6:1-4) transports me to the well-traveled lands of inter-species romance, a favorite trope of television and film. Some of my favorite mis-matched love connections include Mork and Mindy, Roger and Jessica Rabbit, Kermit and Miss Piggy, Shrek and Fiona, Jake Scully and Neytiri (although Avatar was a stinker of a movie in my humble opinion). But the series that must be in the Guiness Book for most inter-species romance has to be Star Trek and all its spin-offs. Captain Kirk always had an eye for other-worldy women, no matter what shade of green their skin happened to be. While Gene Roddenberry originally envisioned the show as a space western, an intergalactic Bonanza, it turned out to be much more like a stellar soap opera, with relationship dramas heightened by the cross-cultural difficulties of inter-species conflict. How the biology would work was a question rarely addressed. It seems to have worked for Spock?s parents, and Spock himself had a fling of his own with Uhura. Warf never seemed satisfied with Klingon women. Deana Troi?s Betazoid gift of reading emotions made her a good ship?s counselor, but she never seemed to be able to put the gift to good use in her various affairs of the heart across the great divide. Perhaps the most far-fetched of all these bold journeys into lands of unlikely liaisons where no one had gone before was Tasha Yar?s one night stand with the android, Commander Data.
Gene Roddenberry was certainly not the first to dramatize the difficulties of other-worldly relationships. The pre-history narratives of the beginning of creation give us the first script for the soap opera of mixed marriages, between the sons of God and the daughters of men. Some commentators have tried to explain away this fantastic drama, arguing that the sons of God refer to Seth?s offspring and the daughters of men refer to Cain?s offspring. I don?t buy that, because the biblical writers are fairly consistent in describing offspring of particular people by their names, and the phrase sons of God is consistently used to describe angelic beings. That other biblical traditions argued that angels are sex-less beings does not seem to have bothered these early story-tellers. Perhaps they were answering the age-old question, how did the first family of humans answer the call to be fruitful and multiply? Their answer is fascinating. The first family multiplied by going outside the family, outside the human family, and as a result giants were found tromping through the land (the offspring of the other-worldly mating). Also as a result, a flood came to destroy the earth. God was not pleased that the humans looked for love outside their world, that they were fruitful and multiplied with non-humans. It brought wickedness to the community, and God lost patience trying to strive with these less-than-human creatures. Enter Noah and the ark. Maybe it was named Enterprise B.
core values of commitment, fidelity, love, compassion, mutuality, and respect. If we have hearts large enough to be able to sit back and laugh and say nanoo nanoo with Mork and Mindy, it seems the least we can do is stand up and say God bless you to Kathryn and Elizabeth.
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