This time last year we returned from Ireland where the hills rolled and the sheep scattered along the hillsides. If Dublin got a little more snow it would be a setting for a Hallmark movie. It was a celebratory trip for my husband and me after paying off a business loan. Ireland was the perfect place to catch our breath and celebrate. It is my favorite country besides the United States!
Dublin was like a scene from It’s a Wonderful Life. Except, in any Dublin pub you are bound to hear a specific swear word used as every part of speech. #thatswearword
But when you add an Irish accent the swear word sounds poetic when used as an adverb, adjective, verb, noun, and preposition. If you know an Irish man or woman (I work with one) or have enjoyed a few Irish guys at a rugby match (my son played rugby in high school) you know that word.
But that word was not offensive with an Irish accent.
We spent the majority of our Ireland trip in Dublin. Walking the Trinity College campus had me on my phone texting my daughter to consider grad school in Dublin and maybe meet a cute Irish boy with an Irish accent. #momstop
Every morning we woke up and found these on the streets.
Did you know this author lived and worked in Dublin? I did not.
And, of course, no trip to Ireland would be complete with a little Guinness. We did a self-guided tour which means we sampled when we wanted and on every floor. I think a tour would have been more fun.
Some of you know I have a thing for clocks. These clocks were in the Guinness museum. The details got a little blurry by the 3rd floor.
And, finally, I loved the message on this awning outside a little cafe.
