Ireland 2022 -- Part 1

Donna and I spent two wondrous weeks in Ireland to belatedly celebrate a milestone wedding anniversary. We had intended to go in January, but Covid at the time was still raging, making travel an iffy at best proposition, so we postponed to October. During this, our fourth Ireland trip, we:

Contributed to the decline in the world fish population and beer reserves and enjoyed the craic and comfort of the outstanding restaurants and pubs across the Republic...

Walked and hiked many, many miles in towns, villages, and a national forest, and made at least one very bad choice along the way that led to a perilous situation...

Were awed by the wild, majestic beauty of the sea-dominated geography...

Learned about the history of the inhabitants of the Blasket Islands, toured ancient churches, monasteries, and cemeteries, and visited Killeagh, the village from which Donna’s mother’s family (O’Keeffe) emigrated three generations ago...

And, in addition to much, much more, engaged with many cheerful, kind, and selfless people, all of which reinforced our belief that western Ireland, and particularly Dingle, is about the most wonderful place on Earth.

I'll be posting more about our adventures and experiences in Ireland soon. Until then, slainte!

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