I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again: Ireland is the best place EVER. I was utterly seduced by Dublin, with its charming pubs and unpretentious connection to its national history and the sleepy seaside so close by, and now I’m determined to live there at some point in my life. And oh, the people! I’ve never met an Irishman I didn’t like. If I didn’t already have a boyfriend, I’d run away with an Irish fella like that, just sayin’. Aaaaanyway, here are a few photos from my weekend in Dublin.
St. Patty and Molly Malone.
This is Enya’s house. No joke.
I would like to eat this Irish stew every day, forever. So delicious.
Oh Oscar Wilde, you scamp.