Whirlwind day

Today was my last full day on the Emrald Isle so my friend Sarah and I decided to go to Bunratty Castle. We were going to go to the medieval feast there because we were told it was worth the €47.50 (fouur courses with red and white wine and mead and it smelled great) unfortunatly the early seating was all booked and we wouldn't have been able to catch a bus home if we stayed for the late seating. The castle and folk park were fabulous though and despite the weather report that made me decide to skip trying to do the Aran Islands today it was gorgeous out. We had a lovely day together. And then we got home. My stomach hurts and hotmail won't work. I called my sweetie and he got on the phone just long enough to say he couldn't talk. He didn't tell me when would be a good time to call back, but as far I know he still doesn't have international calling on his phone so he can't call me (plus I won't be back for a while). I know he's busy and that I'll talk to him Sunday or Monday but it's making me grumpy, alternating with being mad at myself for being selfish with his time when he's busy getting ready for Intercon D (though I didn't think he'd be so busy at 3pm)and I really would've liked at least a quick "I love you" before he hung up. I'm sad about leaving Ireland and I already miss Sarah and somehow my lovely perfect day is feeling sad and lonely now. I miss home, but I'm having so much fun I wish I could stay longer. I missed saying good-bye to many of the people I met here because a lot have gone home for the weekend. I just feel pouty at this point and I'm not too clear as to why.