
Kiss me, I’m Irish. Or at least I was while I was in Ireland. Everyone becomes a little Irish when you’re in the beating heart that is Dublin. The city draws you in, makes you a believer in the spirit and magic that makes the Emerald Isle unique. It’s no one tree hill.
It was a real quick trip (through your wires) there on the way to the UK, but it was a blitz of activity, colors, sounds and sights. From Guinness to U2, the history of the city provides a backbone to a truly intriguing place whose energy pulses at all hours of the day. As an aside, Irish history is very interesting, and not so distantly in the past were the Troubles, a very turbulent period for the Irish in general, it’s worth researching a little before you go.
I had a great time, to say the least. In the words of the magnificent Bono, it was a beautiful day…
Hold me, thrill me, kiss me…
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