I have a few more pictures from my last few days in Ireland. Too hard to narrow down my favorites…
Below is Slieve League on the western shore of the island; reportedly the tallest cliffs in Europe. It was a wonderfully drizzly and foggy afternoon, and very few souls were out “enjoying” the weather. I hiked up as far as I could without getting lost in the fog, and could rarely and barely see the ocean far below. The wind whipped up the cliffs so much so that when I peered over in places, I was forced to squint so my contacts didn’t blow out, and conscious of the potential of my earrings getting ripped out of my fleshy lobes.
I’ve been in Romania for nearly a week and a half, and have been on the ground running since arriving. It is my first time here, and it really is a fascinating place and culture… more to come…
I heart Ireland. I was there 10 years ago and I’d go back in a flash if I had the opportunity.