My Trip to Ireland
I really wanted to be able to say it was magical, I really did. But sadly, it was like going to Irish Disneyland. The bus tour that Mr. Downing’s family selected was … problematic. It was tourist trap after tourist trap. I saw much and experienced nothing. I know his family didn’t mean to, and I think many of them were quite happy, so I’m trying to be pleased for them. However, I am a historian by training and being in this ancient land but unable to spend any time at historic sights was … well … devastating. We were rushed to the next shopping stop with 15 minute photo breaks at 12th c castles and 7th c monasteries.
If I could sum it up with two photos, it would be these:
There wasn’t time to tour it, you see … we had to get to the next Irish Experience TM.
But now we’re on our own, and I’m so very happy. I adore Cardiff and Wales, so much so that we extended our stay by two nights. Then I’m off to London with nary an in-law in sight.