Timshel

The first of my international trips while living in Spain led me to Ireland with what can now be established as "the crew" (but seriously, it's just Juliet, Matt, and myself). Without going into too much detail (what detail of it there is left), I present the most beautiful place I've ever been.


Somewhere between Dublin and Cork.






Outside the Guinness factory.




Cork at night.







Kissing the Blarney Stone.

Embarrassingly enough, the strangest part of Ireland was speaking in English for so long. I havent consistently spoken one language for 4 days in over 2 months. I had to think of my questions in Spanish and remember to translate them back to English before speaking. A unique feeling, to say the least. We hit Dublin, where we stayed at the Ashfield House-- a cool hostel with a great location. The only down-side: we slept in a room with 20 other people. Not necessarily conducive to a restful night's sleep. We toured the Guinness factory, Blarney Castle, Trinity College, and a few other major locations before heading to Cork and Blarney! Each town had a really different feel to it and it was a pleasure to spend time every single place we went. I would say that I could spend the rest of my life there, but it may just be too wet to climb rocks, which would definitely be a deal breaker.

This weekend's Sevilla trip should be posted soon!