Day 2: What a wonderful night of sleep! We slept way over our usual 7-8 hours, and it was well needed. Our morning started with trying to figure out how to work the shower (speed and temp) and then a wonderful breakfast prepared by Mary and Roddy (the B&B owners- we remembered their names by thinking of the inlaws from my big fat greek weddidng. After breakfast it was back into the car for an hours drive, on a more stable road without as many rock walls towards rosseval- the location of the ferry which would take us to the aran [View Full Entry]

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As we biked along the azure coast of Inishmore (the largest of the Aran islands) off the West Coast of Galway, we basked in the sun’s warm glow and drank in our idyllic surroundings; stone walls interspersed with wildflowers, undulating hills, grey seals languishing on warm rocks, cows lazily grazing in green fields, and the clear blue waters of the Atlantic ocean sparkling like a sea of diamonds. Dave sidled up to me on his bike and we laughed together, held hands, enjoying the (rare) Irish sun and discussed how much we loved being together, and how blessed we were that [View Full Entry]

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Ireland -Doolin, Aran Islands & Cliffs of Moher Monday 24th & Tuesday 25th March Doolin is set right on the west coast of Ireland and right near both the Aran Islands and the Cliffs of Moher. It’s a great spot to stay - not only is it beaufitul countryside, but its close to a lot of things to see and do. The landscape is entitrely different from Killarney but equally lovely. Its more open, rugged and farm-like, yet the mountains and the coast line are right there also. The villages are not so far apart, Liscannor is only about 9km away, [View Full Entry]

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Walking on the edge....or sitting YAY! We went to the Aran Islands this Saturday! The whole group of us included 10 International students: Barbara from Austria Bernard (Barbara's brother) from Austria Christian from Germany Daniela from Rome, Italy Maud from Holland Maaike from Holland Sophie from Austria Thomas from Belgium Tommaso from Milan, Italy and me from good old Wisconsin This trip was sooo much fun and I can't wait to visit it again with my family and Heather. You guys are going to love it! Well, I thought I would use this entry to tell you a little about the [View Full Entry]

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A drunkard peeing against a tree in the park was the last image London had left to me. I was on a bus. By night. Twelve hours later, I arrived in Dublin welcomed by a not too dissimilar scene. Outside the bus station a homeless man tightly buttoned in his wasted beige trench, with a massive cervical hump forcing him into a totally unnatural position, he was waiting for the opening of the station bathrooms to shave himself. It was only 6 in the morning and already the metropolitan desperation of those who have nothing merged with the indifference of those [View Full Entry]

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