One night in Dublin, one night in Zurich

Things I remember about one night in Dublin: drinking Guinness (and stumbling upon the bar that I went to with my cousin Averil during my first visit); finding the viking church at night; watching people walk to work beside the beautiful canal outside our bed and breakfast; and feeling so at home that we imagined ourselves attending school at Trinity College one day.


Things I remember about one night in Zurich: seeing the largest clocks in Europe, hearing bells from said clocks, thinking that those really aren't great attractions; and eating Swiss-style sushi.

On Northern Ireland from Siena

Even though I was encouraged to take a break from the blog while on holiday, I can't stay away. Today I will share a few photos from Ireland, but I'll leave it at that. I foresee a lot of reflecting once I get home.

This is my favorite photo from Northern Ireland. As you will see from the photo below, Ireland is THAT green. It's green because it rains ALL the time. We spent two days in Templepatrick, which is near Belfast, and five days in Portrush, a vacation town on the north coast. All of the family time, including the wedding, was wonderful. The only bad parts were the jet lag (which I suffered from more than the others) and the stress my poor dad experienced as he drove us around. None of us wanted to share the responsibility.

Sheep! Another Irish cliché that is based on truth.

We took this photo at Ballintoy Harbour, a place that I visited during my solo trip to Ireland 10 years ago. I was happy to have a buddy with me this time around.

There's too much to capture in this one post, so maybe I'll tell you about our Black Cab tour of Belfast and our trip to Derry another time. Maybe not.

Keeping in touch

I have tentative plans to update this blog while I'm away. I also have plans to send a few post cards. Let's see what happens!