And I thought Galway was beautiful! Being on the Aran Island was like experiencing Ireland for the first time. And the most amazing part was that we got to experience it all first hand. We rode bikes up and down the green hills nestled in by the sea. We passed cows and chickens and sheep and rams, all with ocean front property. Everybody’s property was separated by 3 foot walls that were made out of rocks. The walls looked so delicate that when I tried to go kick it over I thought the whole wall would go crashing down but those Irish farmers are smarter then they look! Across the island we had the best lunch I have ever tasted in my entire existence on this planet. And all it was: tea sandwiches and hot soup. Our tour guide (and his dog) lead us to the first cliffs I have had the pleasure of seeing while being in Ireland. We all laid down and peek over the 300 ft drop and gaped in amazement at the waves crashing below us. I took 405 pictures, but no picture could provide the breathtaking views we saw today, or the quaint rolling hills of farmland we biked through. It was a truly perfect day and we were blessed with truly perfect weather on the truly perfect excursion in the almost perfect country of Ireland.
Stay tuned for my past trips to Dublin and Connemara! I was struck by the Irish flue and have been laying in bed doing anything but blogging and homework
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