I have a rule that I never like to be up before the sun. I have broken that rule many times here in pursuit of wonderful destinations. This 5am wake up call was for Dingle, a tiny little town in the Southwest of Ireland, and as I groggily walked to the bus station, I hoped this trip would be worth it. We got on our tour bus and headed off. Our first stop was in Killarney, a cute Irish town filled with adorable shops and kind people. We found a pub called The Shire a Lord of the Rings themed bar which I can only describe as other worldly. I'm convinced that once we stepped into The Shire we truly did enter into another realm because the sights I was about to see were truly out of this world. After Killarney we went to Inch Beach and I could not believe how excited I was to see the Atlantic Ocean again. I practically ran off the bus onto the sand and let the ocean breeze fill my lungs. I looked out to the sea and knew that my home was there on the other side. Standing on the shore reminded me of when I was looking out onto the Galway Bay beside a tribute to the Great Famine. I pictured my ancestors in that exact same spot looking out into the ocean before they set sail to America. My heritage has always felt so unknown and shrouded in what ifs. It was then that my ancestors felt like real tangible people, not some unimaginable past I could not comprehend. Being in Ireland has connected me to my lineage in ways I would not have imagined and I am so grateful for that. Now back to the trip. We rode along until we were now on a tiny road with a mountainside on one end and a devastating plummet to the sea on the other. While this was as equally beautiful as it was terrifying, our next stop would make it all worth it. The bus driver stopped beside a sign that sign 'Hold a Baby Lamb' in which I replied, "Yes please!!" We went up to this family's farm and my dream of holding a lamb finally became a reality. We then headed for Dingle Peninsula, a place I can only describe as breath taking. I could try to paint you a word picture but I'll just let this photo do the talking. Our final stop was in the town of Dingle. Quaint and coastal, Dingle did not disappoint. We dined on fresh seafood and savored the last bit of homemade ice cream from Murphy's, content with the amazing day we had. On our way back to Galway, the most beautiful rainbow I have ever seen shot across the sky. Every color was vivid and it fully formed across the entire sky. We literally drove through the rainbow and I wanted to pinch myself because this all seemed too good to be true. For first time I actually saw the end of the rainbow and while there was no pot of gold, I felt remarkably rich.
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AuthorI'm Angelisa. I am studying at NUI Galway for the semester and writing about my experience. Archives
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