It was our dream to go to Ireland for our 10 year wedding anniversary. When we finally were able to save the money, take the time off, and felt we could leave our son, it was fifteen years later. We went for our 25th wedding anniversary. We flew through the country (the southern loop) in seven days and since returning home, we have not gone one day without talking of what we did, what we saw, what we ate, what we learned, and who all we met. I spend days trying to remember the smell of the fern garden at Blarney Castle, trying to remember the feel of the wind atop the Cliffs that were so strong we felt as if we could fly, trying to remember the taste of the freshly made cheese at the Burren.
We have come to realize that our dream is not fulfilled. We are not done dreaming. Much to our surprise, we were not done. We weren’t done understanding the history of Ireland with her castles, her craftsmen, her rivers, her wars, her famine, her beauty, her pride. We weren’t done getting lost-on purpose. How else are you supposed to see real life shepherds herding their sheep across the two-way-one-lane-roads. We weren’t done listening to the sounds of the boys choir at St. Patrick’s Cathedral. We hadn’t slept in thirty hours because of our flight delay and the harmony of their voices lulled us in a way we had never heard. We weren’t done hiking the trails in Connemara, where is was cold, foggy and rainy. We hiked anyways and left cold, wet and filled with the peace of the place, but we weren’t done. We weren’t done drinking. To the Guinness at Murphy’s Bar, to the taste testing at Tullemore Dew, to the hot Irish coffee at the bed and breakfast, we were not done. We weren’t done learning to drive on the opposite side of the road, but honestly, not sure we would ever get used to it. But it sure would be fun to try.
We weren’t done being awestruck at the green landscapes and big sky of the Dingle Peninsula. (Our favorite place.) The farmlands and peaceful quiet of the countryside fills you up with joy unfelt anywhere. We weren’t done eating. We thought we would have plenty of time to try fish and chips, so instead delighted in the lamb stew, the boxty with rocket salad, the seafood stew, the yummy fresh breads. We left without the first chip eaten. We weren’t done holding hands are we walked along the windy shores at Waterville. We weren’t done laughing at each other as we were held by a gentle patient stranger over a hole, bending backwards to get a little Irish luck by kissing the Blarney Stone. We packed as much as we could in the time that we could afford and created memories that we cherish every day, but we are not done. We need to finish our dream!
Celebrating an anniversary or a honeymoon in Ireland is a great choice with Ireland being full of romantic activities to take part in! With a multitude of different Ireland castles you can choose to stay in, you can have yourself a royal stay while sightseeing in all of the places you haven’t visited… yet!