I’ve returned today from 12 beautiful days in Ireland.
OK, more like 1 misty, rainy, soaking, couldn’t-see-a-blessed-thing-at-the-Cliffs-of-Moher day, and 11 bright, beautiful clear and actually unseasonably hot and dry days, but nevertheless… I have returned from a fun and full tour in a beautiful place with such genuinely enjoyable people.
I am blessed beyond measure, and tired beyond saying.
I’ll likely have more to tell soon, but for now there’s some jet lag I simply must attend to.
Good night, friends.