FECK IT IT’LL BE GRAND

The exhaustion is kicking in. I’m trying to get a full nights sleep as often as possible, but most evenings get the best of me. As an adventurer and traveler I refuse to say no when the night spirals into a world wind of exciting events. I tell myself “It’s my last night” or “When will this opportunity arise again?”
People are fascinating. We all have the same core wants and needs, but how we think and where we come from make us unique. So although I’m not close to home I am very much connected to all the people that surround me.

 
There is not a moment that goes by where I’m not thankful for this opportunity. Although I miss my family I’m not distracted by it. Why? Because this is exactly where I need to be. It’s been a life long dream of mine to travel the world and I’m living that dream. Right here, right now. All the glory goes to my Lord and Savior. I can’t stress enough my love for Him. He has transformed my life, He has transformed Me! 
I’m on a train to Chateau Versalles, but I must tell you about Ireland. I’m in love! There is something so magical and charming about it. The people are kind, the scenery is breathtaking and GREEN. Lush trees and grass with the occasional rose bush. A beautiful pop of color to enhance all it’s beauty.

 
The highlight for me was seeing manuscripts from the bible dating back to 200 AD in the Dublin Castle. I took my time. Soaking in as much history and knowledge as possible. Taking about one thousand pictures a week to freeze moments in time. I’m going to have the most epic scrapbook! 
Anyway, I was lucky enough to meet Amy, a West Virginia girl who lives in Albuquerque, at a coffee shop my first day in Dublin. We rented a car and drove to Killarney and stayed in a charming Bed and Breakfast. The following day we explored the Dingle Peninsula, caught the sunset at the Cliffs of Moher and spent the night at Ennis. We had deep conversations about relationships, goals, independence and needs. It gave me a lot to think about. I left Ireland with clarity.
My last night in Dublin was spent tasting four types of Jameson at their distillery and listening to traditional music at Cobblestone. Ireland has a special place in my heart. Creativity and peace flowed through me. I have a feeling I’ll be back to do some writing. Another dream I pray will become a reality. 

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