Well, this is probably my last post here. It’s been a crazy two weeks that I wouldn’t trade for the world.
Side note: I seriously considered buying this shirt:
Around noon, ten of us headed off to Aillwee Cave. Today was a completely free day, and the cave was something I wanted to do, and PK was so excited about it when I brought it up. Noel said he’d be more than happy to drive us, so off we went.
The cave was super cool—it’s been a while since I’ve been in one. I think elementary school was the last time. There were stalactites, stalagmites, and a waterfall. The cave was created by one of the many underground rivers that run under the stone in Western Ireland.
Also, this happened in the gift shop. This is PK and Noel, our bus driver.
After that, we stopped back at the hotel for half an hour, and then headed to the beach. We weren’t there long—only half an hour or so—because it was rather cold, but it was still so nice to get my feet in the ocean, again. It’s been a while. Lakes just won’t ever compare to the smell of the ocean.
And now, we’re back at the hotel. We’ve got one final meeting at 5, and then have free time until we leave for Dublin at 3 a.m. which I’m really, really not looking forward to. And I’m just praying that I’m not in Row E on the plane—it’s the God awful row I was in on the way over here where you’re just stuck between two people without an aisle or a window to rest against. I said to PK this morning that I’ll never in my life take domestic flights for granted again.
Ireland’s been so much more than I could’ve ever dreamed, but I’m ready to go back and show everyone pictures and celebrate dad’s birthday. Family is just as important as adventure :)