It’s time to introduce you to the wonderful world of our home away from home: Ireland. Once upon a time we used to live in Ireland, this is how the story begins…
Exactly one year ago I felt the strong desire to visit Ireland for St. Patricks day but this time not Dublin as we are too familiar with the dirty old town. Dublin has been our home for years and by now I know every street and every corner. So this time me and my Irish sidekick Laura went on a roadtrip: Dublin – Blarney – Killarney – Ennistimon.
Driving on the left is not a problem for me. Driving in general is. But we survived and received only one parking ticket afterwards. I prefer postcards.
At Dublin airport we picked up our rental car and drove to our first stop: Rock of Cashel. This castle on the hill makes you believe to have reincarnated into a Game of Thrones episode.
We stayed the night in Blarney next to the famous castle. The next morning we visited the castle and gardens and kissed the Blarney stone. From this day on we have the ability to convince anyone or anything.
After visiting the caste and gardens we had been on the road most of the day exploring the Ring of Kerry. Such an amazing experience driving on these little roads leading us to medieval ruins, soaring mountains, waterfalls and rugged cliffs.
Ireland, you are a beauty
This year we celebrated St. Patrick’s day in Killarney. Unfortunately the dresscode in Killarney is slightly different than Dublin which means we were overdressed. On top of it the rugby final England v Ireland was playing on the same day. Nothing can stop us to join a party so we became loyal and true rugby fans. Just for a day.
The next day we conquered snow, wind and all forces of nature to see the Cliffs of Moher. After we went off to our spa retreat to regain our strength. It’s a hard knock life for us.
This roadtrip definitely qualifies as legendary! With hours of driving on unpaved roads even our navigator had never heard of. In fact he stopped talking once we left Dublin. Ending up celebrating St Patrick’s day in Killarney seriously overdressed (Yes, in Dublin we dress up for the occasion). Kissing the Blarney stone surrounded by Americans with Irish roots. And climbing the Cliffs of Moher where we were almost blown away to a far away land due to the extreme weather conditions. It was all grand!