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on an irish jaunt

over two and a half days in Dublin, i managed to fall head over heels for this place. i made a longish layover between Addis Ababa and Washington DC into a slightly longer one, booked a B&B near the wharf and researched local hikes.

 

i meandered, i ate, i lolled. i breathed in the cold air, enjoyed early, quiet breakfasts in a Christmas ornament-strewn dining room, sipped milky tea by a fire while searching for my family’s crest in a book of Ireland’s most well-known, and generally eased into the holiday by enjoying my own company first and foremost. it was worth it.

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though tempted to follow the tourist’s map, i indulged in destination-free wanderings. i walked right up to St. Patrick’s Cathedral, and circled it, soaking it up from all angles. i approached Dublin castle, passing through its gardens and teetering on cobblestone walks.

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joyfully, i hiked Howth’s Head from Sutton into old Howth, stopping, breathless from the views, every few feet, or so it seemed.

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there were winding trails with wild flowers, storm clouds over thrashing waves, unguarded cliffs that dropped away to rocky peaks below.

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truly, i’ve never been so moved by a place–the wind, the chill, the mist, the honesty. i hiked in the mud and rain for 5+ hours. soaked feet notwithstanding, i could have hiked for 5 more.

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the lovely town of Howth, newly popular thanks to a recent metro rail extension, gave me a warm welcome with seafood chowder, brown bread with Irish butter, and a pint of Guinness.

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and one more night in Dublin did me well, before departing. Ireland had long been a dream destination of mine, and I was grateful to the point of tears for having made it, and for exploring it on my own; for making it mine, in some small way.

 

thank you, Ireland, for an unforgettable first trip.

i’m raising a pint of Guinness to many more.

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6 Comments

  1. Wendy Woodrich says

    So moving, dear Erin! Your photos and descriptions are lovingly crafted and I can just sense the restoration you felt through the extreme change from your lately-normal environment. ¡¡IMPRESIONANTE!! P.S. ¿You know I am in Cuenca? ¿Con Narcisa y Mayra y 13 estudiantes? Loving it!

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    • Gracias, profe! Restoration is exactly the word. Please, saluda a todo el mundo de mi parte, con un abrazo especially fuerte para Narcisa. Miss you all very much!

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