This weekend I visited my Greek lovelies in Dublin. We roadtripped it to the Western coast of Ireland to see the Cliffs of Moher. Ireland is green. Very green. And I am glad it is because there has to be some sort of reward for all the rain that it gets. I don’t think I could live there for too long. I’d been to Dublin many times before for work and I can describe it as cute – beautiful cobblestone streets and miles and miles of pubs pubs pubs. I have never seen people drink so much in my life! EVERYONE drinks and everyone gets drunk. By 10pm at night there is puke on the sidewalks and someone is peeing against a wall.
Anyway, this weekend we decided to get out of Dublin to see the countryside. It was lovely. I rode with Nick and Maria while the others were in a big van. There were 10 of us, all antsy from the forever long winter. We saw snow, green grass, turquoise water and lots of rock. The terrain in Ireland is so so different from anything that I’d seen before. It’s eerie, dramatic and a little lonely. So beautiful but mostly under gray.
It was a COLD weekend. The best times we had were spent in cozy pubs and bars eating big meals over hot tea and chocolate. =) There was something so endearing and cozy about finding shelter in random little pubs in the Irish countryside.
It was a great weekend with the Greek lovelies. I love them.
