3/16/2010--Dublin, Ireland
It is a sad but solid fact that Irish accents could make even the coldest spinster weak at the knees. I could not be more in love with the Irish as a collective unit. Their friendly natures, kind temperaments and culture all are universally appealing and a welcome change to Parisian attitudes towards Americans. I can say with conviction that Ireland was the first country we have visited that I could realistically see myself living. We experienced the St Pattys day parade/ festivities in full splendor as a partial celebration for one of our friend's 21st birthday and also got a chance to view some historical elements (Book of Kels, Trinity College, St Patrick's Church, Dublin Castle) and some beautiful elements (Coastal regions, Galway, Cliffs of Moher). Everything was lush, green, and breathtaking. The Book of Kels was an exceptionally interesting part of Irish history and we got a chance to learn the process that was used to create this amazing artifact while we got a tour of the campus (which puts our Ivy league to shame). My favorite place in Ireland was Galway. This cozy town rivals Cannon Beach, Oregon (my first and foremost love) in terms of quaint hospitality but also offers busses en route to many amazing countryside destinations (such as the Cliffs) and, again, the people were beyond hospitable. Ireland was an absolute dream. I am dead set and determined to return in the very near future to explore it some more. This time, I intend to come prepared this time with a phone book or monologue to have every Irishman dictate to me.
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