To Ireland ...

The guy pictured above in 1966, will, along with his friend Mark, be going
 back to Ireland tomorrow. That little pack on my back is all I had with me
as a friend and I hitchhiked around Ireland on that trip. Now I have
an upscale rolling suitcase from Ralph Lauren. And we're flying
Aer Lingus instead of the 1966 cheap Icelandic Airlines which always
layed over an hour in Reykjavik hoping you'd buy something woolen,
and which also always dropped you off in only one place: Luxembourg.