Garden of Erin

:: in September 4, 2015 :: in Ireland :: Comments Off on Garden of Erin

Wicklow is called the Garden of Ireland. By colonists, who usurped the land from its Irish inhabitants and refused to give it back for centuries, or ever. (The Irish make light of their subjugated past now, but even this good-naturedness helps me to sympathise with fomenting dissent. There’s this quintessentially…

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Rock me, Mama

:: in September 3, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 4 comments

On our way from Kinsale to Wicklow today, we stopped at the Rock of Cashel.  The Rock is a mass of stone piled systematically atop a hill in order to form a habitation. It was a castle where kings lived until the thirteenth century or so, when it was repurposed…

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Mind the Gap

:: in August 30, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 1 comment

Today I almost killed Daddy. Not intentionally, mind you! And I did very seriously consider alternatives in order to guarantee his safety.  It all started innocently enough. We breakfasted at our usual hour. We drove into town. We rented bikes. We headed to Reen Pier at Ross Castle. We boarded…

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A Tingle for Your Dingle

:: in August 28, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 1 comment

We’re trying to find a day that’s neither windy nor promises to rain in the afternoon. In the mean time, we have other activities that aren’t so weather-dependent, including more driving about—including, as I mentioned yesterday, down the Dingle peninsula.  Let me attempt to convey it with pictures and panoramas. …

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Connemara Coast

:: in August 26, 2015 :: in Ireland :: 1 comment

Perhaps plucky is a better term for Juan Diego, and I was a bit harsh. But no matter. My judgement stands.  Today we took a trip up the Connamara coast, to catch what we could of this side of the Wild Atlantic.  Our destination was a six-mile loop called Sky…

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Juan Diego

:: in August 25, 2015 :: in Ireland :: Comments Off on Juan Diego

Today we headed south to the Cliffs of Moher.  I was honestly more excited for the Burren, which said something silly like it was Europe’s most interesting scenery. I mean, Europe’s fine and all, but I totally agree. I could hike this place for days—and maybe I will, someday.  Understandably,…

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