The next morning I woke early, ate breakfast in the hotel, (read about my hotel here) then headed down the street a bit to meet up with my Wild Rover Tours coach for a day trip to the Cliffs of Moher and the city of Galway. The coach was completely full, so I shared a… Continue reading Ireland: My Last Days
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Ireland Trip Part 2
The next morning, I awoke to carry out my plan for the day that I'd made four months earlier; reservations for dinner at FX Buckley Crow Street and Temple Bar at 7:00 pm. I don't usually make a big deal out of my birthday, but I was GONNA have a nice steak. So I planned… Continue reading Ireland Trip Part 2
My Trip To Ireland Part 1
(Garden of Remembrance above) To preface, I should let you know that part of my therapy for PTSD, depression, and anxiety is to occasionally take a trip for a couple to a few days on my own. This helps to quell my desire for isolation. As they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. I… Continue reading My Trip To Ireland Part 1