Just came back from a trip to Ireland - and hopefully the first of many stamps in my passport. It was a great trip - got to see a lot of the sights and meet some of the locals as well as the other visitors (including more Americans studying in London - we all seem to have the same idea so we keep coming across each other). The locals we talked to were extremely friendly and helpful, and in an outward way, which was in contrast to most people in London, who are nice but are more reserved in showing it.
Pictures of Dublin - shows what we did most of the day Saturday. We also ended up going to dinner and a comedy show that night, where we were careful not to identify ourselves as Americans so as to dodge the brunt of the American jokes that I'm sure the comedians had.
The next day we ended up taking a guided bus tour through some of the Irish countryside. It was incredible how different everything looked as we were passing through a relatively short distance. We first passed along the coast, where the architecture and the landscape (including palm trees!) reminded me of California or Mexico (although the weather/water wasn't quite as warm). Transitioning from the coast to the mountains reminded me of parts of Florida/South Carolina in its flatness and it's sea-side feel (but without quite being able to see the actual coast). It had just snowed the night before (a rarity, apparently, due to the mediating effects of the Gulf Stream that dominates Ireland's weather) and the fresh snow was very nice on the mountains/trees. The rest of the day was mostly the mountains, which reminded me of pictures I'd seen of Colorado/the rockies and what I imagined the countryside to be like; very picturesque and tranquil with the occasional medieval stone buildings dotting the landscape.
Pictures of Wicklow and Glendalough
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