Happy St. Patty’s Day! I am happily sporting my green today (despite my lack of Irish roots.) In keeping with the festivity of the day, I thought I would share some stories and photos from our trip to Ireland in September 2009. We absolutely loved it there. The countryside was gorgeous, the people so kind and the beer so good. We flew into Dublin but immediately headed by train to the west coast, a small town called Galway. I’m lucky to be married to the best trip planner EVER – Danny had read and researched and planned everything just perfectly. The town of Galway was quaint and so charming and the hostess at our fabulous bed & breakfast knew absolutely everything about the local flavor. We frequented the best pubs, enjoyed the local music and sampled many (many) delicious drinks. Although we could have stayed in Galway the entire time and been perfectly content, we saw much of the countryside including the breathtaking Cliffs of Moher and the remote but scenic Aran Islands. We were sad to leave Galway; it was a magical place full of character, vitality and many delights.
After soaking up the gorgeously green countryside, we headed back to Dublin to experience Ireland’s own metropolis. We stayed in the sweetest hotel near Trinity College and saw all the major sights – the Book of Kells, Saint Patrick’s Cathedral, St. Steven’s Green, the original Guinness Storehouse and Temple Bar. Dublin certainly had a big city feel, but we had the most fun exploring the side streets and taking in the culture with the locals – inevitably including beer and a highly emotional soccer match.
Clockwise from left: the very delicious Gus O’Connor’s Pub in Doolin, the colorful storefronts of Galway, a shot at the spectacular Cliffs of Moher, and The Auld Dubliner on Temple Bar in Dublin.
Shopping the lovely streets of Galway. The rain only enhanced the authentic experience.
A namesake pub during our trip to the Cliffs!
Literally painted on the inside wall of the Storehouse. And it is very, very true.
St. Steven’s Green, filled with lush gardens and inhabited ponds…seemed like a secret little world all its own.
As we packed our bags to return to Dublin from Galway, our hostess asked us of our plans for the day. Danny launched in to all the grand sights we would see over the next few days but Mary interrupted saying ever so wisely, “You’ve got to live out today first, Danny.”
Good luck & cheers to you today!