I’m so sorry for my lack of posts! I’ve been trying to keep up but between being busy abroad, the wifi here is literally awful so posts take five times as long to write and upload.
So, Thursday night I took off from London to Dublin and spent the weekend there. I commonly refer to Ireland as “my homeland,” since I’m a whole 25% Irish. It did mean a lot to see some of my roots, however.
You want to know how many pictures I took on this trip? Probably not, but I’m going to tell you anyway. I took north of THREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY pictures. The best part was that everything, every single picture, came out so vivid and amazing. The beauty and green that comes to mind when one thinks of Ireland is simply not something a picture can capture. That doesn’t mean that these pictures weren’t some of the prettiest landscape pictures I’ve ever taken, because they were.
Honestly, on Sunday, the two other girls I went with and I sat on the Howth cliffs for hours. Howth has my heart. The seaside restaurants and little farmers market was almost too much for my little American heart to handle. I was overwhelmed by the quaint town and friendliness of all its residents. Literally, a stray dog wandered to our outdoor table during our lunch and the owner just let the dog stay there (provided it wasn’t bothering the patrons) and called the owners to let them know that their dog had gotten out of the yard “again.” So, it’s not a rare occurrence.
Now, we flew out of the London Stansted Airport on Thursday night. Getting to the airport and making our flight didn’t prove difficult at all: just a bus ride (that I slept through) and a quick flight over the pond.
When we arrived in Dublin, we struggled a bit with getting the right bus, but eventually got a (rather expensive) bus that took us to the city center, where the hostel we had reservations at was. We were all three in separate rooms, which did make the other two girls uncomfortable, and had to lock up our belongings in “lockers” in the basement that resembled cages in a sketchy dog pound. I could have spent all three nights there but we ended up canceling our reservations there for the following two nights and booked another hostel. But seriously, count your blessings if you’ve never had to stay in a hostel.
*For those of you traveling to Dublin, the Spire Hostel has good wifi and is relatively cheap. Plus, the central location is good*
Day 1 involved a tour of the Guinness Brewery and I must say that I do love my little black drink. It’s a new favorite of mine. After hundreds of pictures with the signature glass, we went back to the hostel, took a nap, and then ate dinner at a local pub. There’s not much to say about the Brewery other than it is a must-do in Dublin, but it’s pretty much what you would expect. I also highly recommend their “beer-tasting” experience where they show you how to drink Guinness properly. Yes, there is a right way to do it.
Day 2 we spent on a day trip that took us to Cork to see Blarney Castle and a few other sites, but it was certainly Blarney Castle that was the main focus of the tour and the part that took my breath away. Yes, I kissed the Blarney Stone and I’m still waiting for that Gift of Gab thing I was supposed to get. Maybe I just have to break it in or something. I also heard that locals pee on the stone, so that’s cool.
That was the day that involved the most pictures. All three of our phones died. Two of our phones ran out of storage room for more pictures. But everything was so worth taking a picture of and everything made a good background for portraits. Breathtaking, I tell you, and I can’t even imagine that people lived there…
As I previously mentioned, we spent our final day at the Howth Cliffs (and picking up gifts from the touristy gift shops), which, if I could move to Ireland, I would want to live in Howth.