Sweet Ireland

Sorry it's taken me so long to post this. Life happens and then you find yourself behind.
Let me tell you about Ireland. The folks I met and stayed with were some of the sweetest I've met on my travels. Hospitable and kind. It's culturally in their DNA I believe.

I spent some time in Dublin, wandering about.

 There were hikes and Traditional Music festivals that my pal D took me on and to. I'm so grateful that she was able to give me a true experience.
I had a 13 hour layover in London before I headed to Iceland, so I spent the day wandering there as well.

 After Iceland it was back to Dublin before heading out to Ennis, where Erin (friend of a friend) and her husband Feargal gave me the grand tour.

 Went for a hike along the Burren. Gorgeous landscape and views.

 And we mustn't forget the foggy, misty, windy Cliffs of Mohr.

I did mention windy did I not?

Galway was next, where I wandered for a day or so.

 Made my way to the Nora Barnacle House, which was closed as it was Bloomsday, of course.

I then hooked up with a hostel friend to hit the Aran Islands. One in particular, Inishmore

We rented bikes and spent the day riding around the island. It was a rainy day, but we avoided the rain drops and enjoyed the views.
Next stop Donegal.

A couple of days wandering about here, but no Clarke sightings anywhere. Even in the cemetery.
So off to Malin Head, the northern most spot in Ireland, I went for two days.
I should have spent more time here. It is absolutely amazing.

I am pretty sure I will head back to Ireland one day. I only took in a tiny bit of the place, and I want more.
I'm heading back to Upstate NY now, to spend time with family and work on my book.
Stay tuned!