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Drombeg Stone Circle, Co. Cork, Ireland
That complete feeling of being 'home' the moment I stepped off the plane and onto Irish soil. I've felt it there before and the pull of my ancestoral roots was never stronger than the 17 days I spent in Ireland in September.
|The castle of "the pirate queen",|
Outside of Newport, Co. Mayo, Ireland
If I was hungry, I pulled over and went into a pub and tried delicious brown breads and stews or fresh-from-the-Irish-sea chowders.
I had the best salmon meals of my life while there.
and on boats, in the streets and in libraries and on country paths.
And in the midst of it all, I took the time to pause and enjoy the moment.
They are deeply rooted to the towns they live in and are always looking for a better day, always expectant of good things to come and never forgetting, however, those that went before them.
The Irish love a good story, want to hear yours, and want to tell you their's. If you take the time to listen, to understand who they are, where they have been, where they want to be... you can't help but fall in love with the land and the people.
PS: This is only the 'tip of the iceberg' (yes, I went to the 100th Anniversary exhibit of Titantic!) on my Ireland trip. I'll be posting more photos with captions and other tidbits on my ancestoral blog: Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are! sometime in the next few weeks. :)