I've always wanted to visit Ireland. The green, the rolling hills, the cheery drinks, the deep sea blues, the rich Catholic heritage, the beautiful accents. And when my husband finally was given leave, he decided to sate my every whim. (You can read here about Jerusalem.)
We flew into Dublin, rented a car, and turned our toes west. Honestly, for the longest stretch I thought we were in Northern Virginia, just with extra notations in Gaelic to direct us. Things were green, spacious, open, and residential. It was not what I expected at all.
Obligatory castle visit
| Skip ahead to Galway. We decided with so little time, we wanted to focus our attentions west with the mountains and beautiful sea views. Galway is a picturesque little city on the water, with tasty restaurants, friendly locals, and an incredible cathedral. I took one stroll through that church and decided I could live there. |  |
We used Galway as our base, but also trekked out to see more. I doubted Edward when he said we needed to drive several hours to get to this special beach... He always knows though. Every time.
I didn't think Ireland could look like this. I was floored. Renvyle Beach, if you are ever in the area.
I didn't think Ireland could look like this. I was floored. Renvyle Beach, if you are ever in the area.
Renvyle Beach
Driving back toward Dublin
Lastly, we spent a little time back in Dublin before flying out. Truthfully, I was not enamored with the city. It was big and bustling and lacking character. We had some good food and, notably, a drink at a bar named the Confession Box, but my heart yearned to be back west with the rising cliffs and mirroring lakes. I hope I can someday go back. It was a beautiful island.
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