Some places just give you this feeling; like your at home even though your not. When you are in your place you feel like people look at you as one of their own and strangely you could visit 100 times and still get butterflies in your stomach just as the plane hits the ground. Ireland is like that for me. Now I understand for many people its just a rainy country full of pale people who drink too much beer, play funny instruments, and tend to their sheep. But to me it’s a land full of the most welcoming and charismatic people I have ever met, where the cab drivers want to know your life story and that of your mom’s best friend’s aunt, for that matter. The landscapes are blankets of soft green patchwork and looking over one of the cliffs of Ireland’s harsh coast makes you feel as though you really are at the end of the earth. My passport has more than a few big green stamps in it these days but its okay because each visit there has been full of adventures and left me with special memories. When my roommate Stacy told me a few weeks ago that she had never been, I immediately got online and searched for cheap flights to Dublin. I felt it would be selfish of me not to accompany her; I mean, someone had to do it right? : ) Anyway, we had a wonderful weekend full of brilliantly bad weather, friendly Irish cab drivers and lots of traditional irish music. Until the next time!
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