Chapter 1

The old Irish pub was full as it always was, a local band was playing Irish songs, and the customers were enjoying the new non smoking law. Gil and amit sat at a table with some friends they had met that day, amit was finishing his second Guinness while Gil was sipping his sprite slowly, their mood was high and laughter was aplenty, suddenly Gil froze in his seat and his face turned serious for a change, amit gave him puzzled glances but did not ask anything, Gil continue to appear as if thinking, amit went to order another pint when Gil grabbed his arm an told him his idea, amit said 'you're drunk on sprite' and went to get his beer, Gil though some more and did not say a word at all that evening.Next morning when they shared bread, butter and apples with other hostel guests, amit asked Gil to explain his theory, when Gil finished, amit appeared convinced, they finished their breakfast, packed and were on their way to another Druidic stone circle in county cork, Gil was ecstatic and never said much, amit said he still needed further proof. So they drove fast on the Irish country roads, almost running over a cyclist while the local radio station were asking callers to solve questions and playing Madonna's latest hit. When they reached the site of the circle, gil quickly got out and hurried with his camera. He surrounded the circle and said out loud, 'you see, I was right, we have to inspect the other sites'. Amit told him to relax, "you will never get enough proofs, who will listen to you, we are just tourists", but gil as always followed he's initial instincts and said 'we have to try, even for the sake of trying'. Amit sighed but agreed. They stopped at a local store in a town with beautiful Georgian style colorful houses and ate some bread with pastrami and chips, and continued on their way, it started to rain again that day which slowed their progress and Gil drove fast and kept saying, the winter solstice is in 3 days , we have to get there…