A Week In Ireland (part three)

Here are parts One and Two if you missed them. On the train leaving Belfast, the weekend had arrived. Besides groups of guys downing Carlsberg and dropping F-bombs non-stop during the ride, Ben encountered a group of slags in the food car with empty bottles of champagne and signs posted everywhere that read, "Hen Party… Continue reading A Week In Ireland (part three)

A Week In Ireland (part one)

After over a decade of not having left the country, my husband and I were able to finally go to Ireland for our anniversary. I had always wanted to get married at Giant's Causeway, and he had lived in Dublin while going to Trinity College way back when, so it seemed a logical choice to… Continue reading A Week In Ireland (part one)