|At Dingle Bay|
I hope you have enjoyed seeing photos, and reading some reminiscences about the trip to Ireland. As I said in the first post, this was a trip of a lifetime. I don't know if I'll get to return to the Emerald Isle, or make another big trip anywhere. All the more reason to feel a deep sense of gratitude.
The people were wonderful, the scenery more varied than I expected. We were blessed with unusually pleasant weather for early November, and I only needed my boots during our last day in Dublin. (I had thought about my packing for months before the trip, and from the very first, the two items I absolutely knew I would take were my big raincoat with the zip-out liner, and my leather riding boots. At the last minute I left the boots at home. Oh well.)
I still smile when I look at the travel book I've left out for just that purpose. I sometimes listen to the Irish CDs I bought years ago, never expecting to hear the music in person. Perhaps this series has been more of a treat for me than for anyone else. More often than not, looking at the photos to choose which to share each week has made me tearful--mostly in a good way.
Without these reminders, it would be difficult to believe the trip even happened. (Me, travel across an ocean? Little boring stay-at-home me? Surely not!)
The other day I saw a meme on facebook, originally posted by Becoming Minimalist. It said, "I'd rather have a passport full of stamps than a house full of stuff."