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The Luck of the Irish

Almost one month ago, I left Sweden for Dublin, Ireland.  I had never had an impulse interest to visit Dublin, although I have always wanted to see the rolling, green hills of Ireland!  I was pleasantly surprised by Dublin, as well as Ireland as a whole!

The first thing I did with my friends, Johanna and Taylor, was visit the Cliffs of Moher, which meant renting a car.  Taylor and I have never driven a stick before, so it was all up to Johanna!  Fortunately, she was a pro at driving manual.  Unfortunately, she didn’t consider that the stick would be on the left of her (given that she was in the right, front seat this time)!  Needless to say, depth perceptions were distorted, a rear view mirror was knocked off, and her left shoulder was extremely sore!

Being scared of hitting something else (including other cars on the narrow, winding roads of Ireland) and the reattachment of the mirror (twice) was by far worth the views we experienced at the Cliffs of Moher.






Leave it to the Americans to hold the flag incorrectly! (Taylor, Johanna, me).







The Cliffs of Moher provided me with the most breathtaking sights of my life.  I can’t say that I have ever seen such vibrant green and teal blue-colored water.

Words really don’t do it justice, nor do photographs.



Once returning the car and having a relaxing night at some great pubs, we visited the Guinness brewery that is infamous to Dublin!  Now that I can’t have gluten, it was devastating being surrounded by great beer and not being able to have any; my friends loved it because I was able to share my free Guinness with them in the process.

Having a relaxing last day in the town was just what we all needed after nights of pub crawls, driving along the coast of Ireland, and drinking some of the best beverages we’ve ever had!  The accidental traditional Irish dance performance was the ideal commencement of our adventures; we were truly lucky in Ireland!