If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it one thousand times, I love my fiancé more than words can express. He puts up with me in the best of times and in the worst of times. One could say I was born with less than the average person’s patience, mix that with [...]

Thursday, August 27, 1998
I woke up and got to the bus stop in time to choose between the Dublin bus and the Galway bus. I chose to go to Galway, and try to catch a train (which would be free w/Eurorail). I ended up missing the train by thirty minutes. I decided to catch the [...]

Wednesday, August 26, 1998
I woke up and headed down to the ferry dock. The sky had cleared overnight, and it was only partly cloudy now. But, the sun was shining down on me. I boarded the ferry, noticing the water on deck. I ended up sitting on the side of the boat that got soaked [...]

Tuesday, August 25, 1998 
I decided to spring for another bus ticket ($15) to get to the Cliffs of Moher. The bus trip went by fairly slow. We got to take a car ferry for 20 minutes too. It turned out that the bus changes drivers (and has a layover of 1 1/2 hours) at the [...]

Sunday, August 25, 1998
I awakened to the sound of rain pattering on the skylight. I decided to spend the day on the Ring of Kerry bus tour, despite the rain. I figure there has to be a rainbow and pot of gold for me out there. So far, the tour (despite feeling touristy) has been [...]

Saturday, August 22, 1998
I packed up and left early. Took the 8:45 AM train to Blarney. I made the mistake of bringing my backpack with me. I had a nice hangover too. Plus, I decided to skip the shower. Actually, I thought I’d be showering a lot less on this trip. Blarney Castle is definitely [...]

Wednesday, August 19, 1998
I woke up this morning with a plan, check out and grab a train to Kilkenny. I hadn’t looked at the train schedule, so I went at it blindly. I made the train about five minutes before it left. They didn’t even stamp my Eurorail pass. This means lots of train [...]

Sunday, August 25, 1998
I awakened to the sound of rain pattering on the skylight. I decided to spend the day on the Ring of Kerry bus tour, despite the rain. I figure there has to be a rainbow and pot of gold for me out there. So far, the tour (despite feeling touristy) has been [...]

Monday, August 17, 1998
I got a bed in the first hostel I went to. I’m really beginning to doubt “Let’s Go” when it comes to accommodation warnings during the summer. I dropped my stuff off, and went for a walk around the town. The city is quite small for a capital; the average building is [...]