all the way from galway.

I am now in Ireland and I have never been anywhere so beautiful. It's the kind of beauty that intermingles with rain and salt water and Norman architecture and makes me feel so old that I feel young. And awake. Plus, the people are so nice. Yesterday, we got stuck at Killarney National Park and the buses had stopped running and we started to get worried we'd be sleeping on the grass in front of the Victorian mansion on the lake (which, when I think about it, wouldn't be that bad). Then Caroline decided to walk up to this random man with three kids and ask him to borrow his cell phone to call a taxi. But, oh no, that wasn't enough. He decided he would drive us to the bus station and tell us all about Ireland on the way there. And his three kids were so adorable. They were calling each other "lads" and explaining what "class" they were in. So, basically, I am living.