The ancestral homeland

Part 2 of my fall break excursion was the country I had been dying to visit ever since I figured out how to spell my full name. The Emerald Isle, the land of my ancestors, Eire…the names go on and on, but I knew without a doubt that when I studied abroad in Montpellier I would board a plane and make it to the nation that defined half of my heritage and my last name…Ireland.

We didn’t have too much time to spare on our trip, but Dublin was my #1 destination in Ireland,and both of us wanted to see some greenery.  I had luckily traveled with a friend who loved the outdoors as much as I did, so we planned on escaping the (wonderful, charming, cultured) European cities, breathing some fresh Irish air and seeing for ourselves why my ancestral homeland was nicknamed after emeralds. We managed our fill of the great outdoors by visiting the village of Howth, on the outskirts of Dublin, as a day trip. After a couple days in Dublin, we boarded a train across the country (nothing like ‘across the country’ from New York to California…) and ended up in Galway, where my former college roommate was currently studying abroad. While in Galway, we managed to score ourselves seats on a tour bus heading to the world famous Cliffs of Moher, an experience that we’ll never forget (not always for the expected reasons of awe, wonder, etc…).

The next three posts will detail our adventures while in Ireland, with sights and attractions in the major cities of Dublin and Galway, and our “exciting” time at the Cliffs of Moher.

Couldn't contain my excitement while in Dublin City Hall

Couldn’t contain my excitement while in Dublin City Hall

Putting the 'study' in 'study abroad' at Trinity College Library

Putting the ‘study’ in ‘study abroad’ at Trinity College Library

The storybook picture that was Howth

The storybook picture that was Howth

Galway apartment buildings on the River Corrib

Galway apartment buildings on the River Corrib

The most amazing patchwork quilt of an Irish landscape on our way to the Cliffs of Moher

The most amazing patchwork quilt of an Irish landscape on our way to the Cliffs of Moher

I don't think I took enough pictures at the Cliffs of Moher.

I don’t think I took enough pictures at the Cliffs of Moher.

Let me know your thoughts in the comments below! 

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